Listen to the story here.

It was around when I am sec 2 at that time and my family and cousins and I made our way to Chua Chu Kang cemetery to visit a decreased cousin of mine. The place was filled with mimosas (since the area is an old part, my cousin died 12 years go due to a high fever). The place we went to is a children's cemetery. There are some graves that have no cemented above it and some without tombstones. We have to be very careful to avoid stepping on those without both. One of my foot nearly stepped on one and luckily, I avoided it quick enough.

My cousins and I make small comments about the graves like these and I told them not to say anything anymore. We used markers and tries to fill our cousin's name on the granite as it have been washed out by the weather. After praying, we departed from that area.

At the very same night, it was around 10pm or was it 2am, I can't remember. The bedroom door was open and the new nightlight was on. Almost everyone in my family was asleep. The blue light emits the room in an eerie way. I was lying on my bed with my eyes closed at that time when I heard my grandmother's room open. I heard her footsteps disappearing and thought she is going to the bathroom. Cold air gushed from her room into my room and it was very chilly. When I was about to settle into sleep, I heard a moaning sound. It was very loud and I thought it was my grandmother, but she wouldn't play a joke like this on me. Serious. The moaning came in closer and I slittered my eyes to make whatever that thing is think I am asleep. Through my slits of my eyes, I can see a pale unfamiliar woman's face. It was quite old looking with empty eye sockets. Hey, I am not kidding about this, I wasn't even tired and didn't imagine this at all. The moaning got louder and it somehow "kissed" my nose (I saw her lips coming towards my nose) and then disappeared into thin air. I could hear the flushing of the toilet and hears my grandmother walking back into her room and closing it.

I was very scared of this and quickly switched on the lights to sleep with the blanket covering my face. Even till now I do it even though it happened about a few years ago. Creepy.....

Witness: Non except myself but why me...

Evidence: I can't prove my evidence but the moaning sound can be re-acted if required from memory. Its still haunting my mind although the image of the ghost's face is vividly remembered. I used to sleep without covering my face and blanket. But after that day onwards, it changed me so much, that I covered myself using the blanket from head to toe, not daring to sleep facing upwards anymore and had to use the lights to sleep.

Possible Explanations: we might have offended a spirit there in someway till it follows us back home.