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Is this story real or not? I am not Taoist but am certain that this block of flats will be condemned in future. I, for one, will not buy anywhere near that estate. Not that block, nor the blocks within its vicinity.
Here is my story and its a true story. Many years ago, a small kid fall out of the window in my neighbouring block. My carpark is open air, old HDB estate mah. So until today, the carpark space near that block is usually empty until late at night. Even with the parking shortage (thank you PAP), cars will park illegally rather than park near that block. Of course, when it is late, the entire car park will be full but not by choice. Even people who do not know the story, when asked why they dun park there, cannot explain. I, for one, have never parked near that area.
Is this story real or not? I am not Taoist but am certain that this block of flats will be condemned in future. I, for one, will not buy anywhere near that estate. Not that block, nor the blocks within its vicinity.
Tell you one that happened to my grandfather. He used to own an estate along the beach in changi. Everytime he go down to the beach at night for fishing, there is always a lady standing on one of the rocks of that section of the beach.
Then the crying of the a lady can be heard moving from the kitchen, to the halls, in the gardens, then to the second and third level, sometimes the crying sound is stationary. Gives me the creeps relating it.:o
His pet dog, an alastian never barks, must have saw something and lost his balls for the rest of its life.
And afew of my uncles also saw the shadow of a person moving back and forth against the whitewashed wall of the house belonging to the gardener. Like the shadow trapped in the wall.