Location : Singapore

Sender : Mdm Salma

This happened to one of my daughters. I have 4 children in total. 2 boys and 2 girls respectively. But the naughtiest one would be my eldest daughter, who is also my 2nd child.

One day as she was about to leave the house, i remind her,

"I want you to be home before 9pm"

"Yeah yeah i know that," my daughter replied as she left.

That night, i waited for her arrival. 9pm and then 10pm passed by but she's no where to be seen. I messaged her, i tried calling her. But she didnt reply to any of it. I kept on waiting for her until i actually fell asleep on the couch at my living room.

"THUD THUD THUD! MOTHER OPEN THE DOOR! MOTHER OPEN THE DOOR!"

I was awaken by the loud banging sound and my daughters cries outside the house. I looked at the time. It's already 1am!

"THUD THUD THUD! MOTHER OPEN THE DOOR! MOTHER OPEN THE DOOR!" she continuously banged on the front door.

This time all my other children had shown up near the door, wondering who the hell is banging on it loudly. I went to open the door. My daughter looks horrible. Her hair all messed up, her eyes starry and red and she was crying. I quickly grabbed her in.

"Dian, tell Mummy what happened to you," i said as i hold my daughter who was still shivering.

She just kept quiet..and while still crying, she said,

"Brother..please close the door..brother please close the door.."

"What the hell is wrong with you?!" my eldest son scolded her.

"Dont scold your sister and close the door. Go and get her a glass of water." i warned him.

I read some prayers into my hands and closed her eyes with my hands. After a few minutes, i asked her again what actually happened to her. She told us that she and her friends had gone to the infamous and haunted Old Changi Hospital for some adventure.

Upon returning home, when she was in the lift, she felt as if someone was breathing loudly behind her. She felt odd because she knew she was alone in the lift. So she turned to her back and saw..a woman with very long hair, squatting behind her and was breathing very heavily. My daughter panicked! She kept pressing the buttons and when the lift door opened, she climbed the stairs and ran for her life!

After that incident, whenever my daughter goes out, she would be home before 7pm. I guess its a good and bad thing at the same time. After all, my prayers has been heard. She finally stopped coming home so late.

Thank you.