Monday, November 02, 2009

knock knock. who's there?

I'm not easily spooked (seriously). And I believe myself not to be a paranoid person. I'm not very superstitious either. But yet today, I woke up feeling a bit creeped out. Sheesh.

I'm usually a light sleeper. I will wake up upon hearing the slightest noise during my slumber. I usually lock my bedroom door every night when I go to sleep. I used to leave the door unlock but after few repeated occurrences, locking the door seems like a very good idea. What happened? I always woke up in the middle of the night to see my door opened wide. The first time it happened, I scolded my sister for not closing the door properly. She was kinda confused but then again, she is always in a confused state.

The following night, I was already asleep when she entered the bedroom. She turned on the light to read a novel. I opened my eyes and reminded her to close the door properly, which she obeyed. I went back to sleep but the light was a bit disturbing. Once, I looked at the clock. It was 2.30 a.m. when suddenly, very slowly the bedroom door swung open. Simultaneously, our eyes were fixed on the door. My sleepiness fled. My sister looked at me in puzzlement.

"Kinah dah tutup betul-betul dah pintu tu," (I've closed the door properly) she said quietly.
"Tutupla pintu tu. Kunci sekali," (Just close the door. Lock it) I replied noncommittally.

She did as per instructed without any hesitation. My sister got a spine made of steel. She's not easily scared. She asked me if she should turn off the light and I said yes. I was a bit freaked out by the incident, to be honest. I saw the door swung open. Slowly. It was like something out of a horror movie. Damn! I thought to myself. I went back to sleep, nevertheless.

The next night, I myself closed the door. I even checked to see if the door would open with the gentlest of force. I did not plan to lock the door that night as I needed to convince myself that last night was just an accident, a coincident and nothing more. Somehow, I wasn't really surprise to see the door swung open yet again around 3 in the morning. Freak show. I got up, close the door, lock it and went to sleep like nothing happened.

I keep the door locked ever since. Once or twice I forgot to lock up and I will wake up to an open door. Weird, huh? After my sister went to college, I slept alone. Until today. I pile clothes and stuff on the empty bed because I do not want to wake up in the middle of the night to someone or something on the bed. Paranoid? Spooked? Maybe I am.

Last night, I made a mistake of reading this before going to bed. My imagination went on a high but I refused to be scared. I switched off the light, albeit reluctantly and played the Yassin recitation on my phone. In the setting, I set the 'Loop' on so the recitation will repeat itself over and over again. Guess what? I woke up at 3.11 a.m. to find it had indeed stopped playing the recitation. The battery was not dead. Somehow, I turned the player off by myself? I don't know. I went back to sleep anyway, with the Yassin recitation playing.

After some time, I woke up again to a knocking on the door. Now the knocking is normal because Kak Ngah always knock the door to get her clothes kept in the room, usually around 6 to 6.30 a.m. So I opened the door, without even looking and went back to bed, intending to continue my sleep. When I suddenly realized that it was pitch black outside my room. There was no one standing outside the bedroom. No Kak Ngah. No one. I looked at my phone. 4.11 a.m. The Yassin had stopped playing, again. And me? I was near to tears. I gathered the courage to shut the door, though. And managed to went back to sleep after few minutes.

I slept through my alarm. And as I was getting ready to go to work, I instinctively checked my phone, trying to figure out why the Yassin recitation stopped. The 'Loop' setting was still on. I pressed the 'Play' button. 'Playback failed'. Huh? I opened the phone's file manager and browsed the sound files. I could not believe my eyes as I browsed up and down. The Yassin.mp3 file was nowhere to be found! How could that be???

Questions after questions bombarded my mind. Did I accidentally deleted the file? If I did, when? Did I imagine the knock on the door? Or did I dreamed about it? Was I so paranoid and scared that my mind was playing tricks with me? Am I going out of my mind? I hope not. I am sleep-deprived, that's for sure.

Should I just set up a video camera in my bedroom, just like Paranormal Activity? Uh. scratch that. Not in a million years am I going to publicized myself snoring like a retarded donkey. Nor do I want to see an entity hovering over my sleeping self. Let the unseen remain unseen, shall we? Tonight, though, maybe I'll sleep with the light on.


  1. okays. am not going to ur house for the next 5 months.

  2. Hahaha.. huuuuu... look, who is that behind you??? Do you know that ghosts usually come out from walls. Look at your walls. See, there there. There!

  3. my blog is getting stupider. dia tak bagi notice pun for updated blogs.

    anyway, it's happening again? you take care of yourself okay?

  4. suria: 5 months je ka? muahahaha

    incik hazrey: hantu omputeh je yg slalu keluar kot dinding ni. and for the record, hantu omputeh x menakutkan

    wani: agaknye 'dia' terlampau suka rumah itu sebab ramai anak dara


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