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This is a translated article from Koosang Koosom Magazine, written by Marood/Din Dang in Thai Language, translated by Nye.
In 1992 (Thai year 2535) I was working as an Ambulance Driver at one of the local hospitals in the Northern part of the Issan region. My job was to pick-up and drop-off patients, and sometimes helped handling patients by moving them in and out of their beds or anything else that they asked me to do.
One day, we had a patient that was in a car accident and he was from Krung Thep, and came to visit the area as a tourist. He was in critical condition, and they had to perform an emergency brain surgery because he had sustained a cerebral hemorrhage. He was in critical care for 1 week, and passed away. I had to drop off his body in Krung Thep and had his male relatives, 2 monks, and my co-worker named Pi Song that came along for the ride.
We left the hospital around 5 in the evening and I drove while Pi Song sat in the passenger side to keep me company, and in the back were 2 of his male relatives, 2 monks chanting on and off as part of the ceremony for his soul to rest in peace, and my job was to keep on driving.
Wat Hua Lamphong Bells, photographs by Mataho
We got to Krung Thep around 3 AM, his relatives told me to drop him off at Wat Hua Lamphong. I parked the car and helped carried the body, I stayed at the foot because I was afraid, and the atmosphere in the middle of the night was very eerie. At that time there were several people that came to open the Sala Wat (Buddhist Temple Worship Hall) and about 6 or 7 of his relatives were there waiting, but I was still afraid. I helped wheeled the body into the Sala and lifted the body onto a bed. I was in a hurry, still lifted from the foot because I didn’t dare go near his head since he had had surgery there and they wore a hat for him. Since I wouldn’t lift from that end, then it was a job for Pi Song, he lifted from the head side, while I stayed at the foot end.
This is a translated article from Koosang Koosom Magazine, written by Sigarn from Phayao in Thai Language, translated by Nye.
In April 2002 (Thai year 2545) my mom and I went vacationing in Phuket and we stayed with my mom’s relatives, which she asked me to call them Khun Tar (grandpa) and Khun Yai (grandma). They lived by themselves, and their house was very serene with lots of trees in their yard. They had 2 huge dogs, both were Rottweilers, they were caged up in back of the house during the day, and let loose to roam inside the gated yard at night.
It was about 2-3 days into our staying when Khun Tar and Khun Yai had to go to their Palm farm in Krabi and had to stay overnight, so they asked my mom and I to house sit for them. My mom once told me that Khun Tar’s son was not here, I took it that he got married and moved out. My mom didn’t talk much about her siblings or relatives.
At dust, my mom fed the dogs, and let them out from their cage. She locked the front gate, the doors and was getting ready for bed. My mom asked me to sleep in the same room as her, but I wanted to watch TV in the den. She looked concerned and bewildered, kept asking me several times to come to bed, but I was being stubborn, and wanted to watch TV, then I think I must have drifted off to sleep.
I’m not sure how long I was asleep, but I woke up in the middle of the night, I felt chills and noticed that it was kind of eerie in the room. The two Rottweilers started barking and howling, and they stopped outside the window of the den that I fell asleep, I’m not sure when the TV and lights went off.
This is a translated article from Koosang Koosom Magazine, written by the Mother-to-Be in Thai Language, translated by Nye.
Continued from: The Ghost of Pi Rahud Part I
I asked her, “Ann, what’s the matter? I’m lost, can you help tell the way?”
Ann didn’t answer, but only pointed toward the back. I looked in the direction of her pointing but only saw darkness. I looked at Ann once more and noticed that she had lost one of her shoes, so I woke Prew, then made a U turn to go back to look for Ann’s shoe and when I made a complete turn around then I was startled when I heard Prew yell, “Hey, why come this way? Go back to the dorm, go back!”
The situation didn’t look too good, both Ann and Prew acted like they were afraid of something, I was confused by this time, then I paid more attention to my surrounding, it was kind of eerie, dead silence, not even the sound of crickets nor wind. The moon casting a dim light, and everything looked shadowy, this made me realize that we were not far from the football stadium.
At that moment, I could smell something in the air, it smelled like rotting corpse of dead body, and when I made eye contact with my two friends, I knew then that they smelled the same thing. I started to understand the situation, and that we parked next to the football stadium that ‘that brother’ hung himself.
The situation got worse when the engine shut off for no apparent reason. I attempted to start the engine by hand crank several times, but it wouldn’t start back up. Then I attempted to use my foot to crank, but it was harder since it bears the weight of 3 people. I asked my friends to get off, but both were scared and refused, so I had to crank it back up the best I knew how. We finally got back to the dorm without saying a word, all 3 of us couldn’t sleep, and Ann got up to say her prayers for about an hour, while Prew told me that if I have any question to talk about it in the morning.
This is a translated article from Koosang Koosom Magazine, written by the Mother-to-Be in Thai Language, translated by Nye.
The ghost of Pi (brother) Rahud continues to haunt the students at the University.
A University is an institution of higher education for countless students, a place where there is no discrimination between different social classes. But it’s the many faces that pour in year after year that made the story, one might say it’s an urban legend more scarier overtime, the story often get passed down from the senior and Junior classes to the freshman classes.
Often it was the story of a personal encounter with a ghost spirit and often tell amongst a group of friends that create a lot of fun and excitement. But truth is, you would not think so if you’ve encountered the real McCoy.
Thinking back to the time of my freshman year at the University in Krung Thep, I was lonely and homesick. Since I was from out of town and had not gotten used to city living and all my new friends seemed like strangers to me, so I spent my days reminiscence of life back home and all my old friends that I loved and missed dearly. My best friend passed an entrance exam and got accepted to a well known University in the province that’s close to home.
As soon as I took my last final exam, I went to visit my best friend at that University, but at the time they were not done with their exams and often held a study session at the school cafeteria and some group pulled an all-nighter.
Prew, my best friend was worried that she might not pass her exam since it was the subject that she’s not good at, and didn’t do too well on her midterm. So she was cramming for her final exam, and all I could do was to be there to show my moral support, and might pass her something to munch on once in a while. Shortly after 10 PM, some of Prew’s friends came to join us, the atmosphere that was once thick became more relaxed.
One of Prew’s friend named Ging told the group that “Ann couldn’t make it, she went to Tum Boun (merit making) for “that brother” and was too tired to come.”
This is a translated article from Koosang Koosom Magazine, written by Sao Muang Kon in Thai Language, translated by Nye.
Continued from: A Room With a (Scary) View Part I
After she left, my sense of reality came back, and by this time both my cheeks were covered with tears of fears. The first thing that I did was to grab my keys and ran to my friend’s room next door, it must have been around midnight. My friend asked if there were something wrong, but I didn’t dare tell her the truth, and lied that I couldn’t sleep, that I’m afraid to sleep by myself.
She was being such a sweetheart, and said that her boyfriend was out shooting pool, so she offered to stay with me for awhile. When I got back to my room, the lights and TV were still on, and that’s because I had a dog gear on, and ran like a dog. After my friend came in, I felt much better, we talked for a while, then went to sleep, and this time I didn’t forget to lock the door by the balcony for security reason. I was so tired and drifted to sleep.
I’m not sure how long I had slept, but my friend woke me up, and said to go back to her room. I didn’t refuse her suggestion, and followed her back to her room. But as soon as she opened the door, a big Buddha statue that sat on top of her dresser fell off and split into two pieces after hitting the floor. My friend then called her boyfriend for him to come home immediately. When he came in, she went whispering something to him, then shortly after that he performed a ceremony of inviting the damaged Buddha statue to the empty lot next to the apartment. He came back and took his Nom Mon (blessing water from the Temple) to bless my room.
She asked me to sleep in her room that night, which I didn’t refuse her offer. We fell asleep as soon as our heads hit the pillows, and I woke up at about 4 or 5 in the morning, and felt much better since it was almost daylight. But the lights that shone through the window by the balcony gave me goose bumps because there were many dark shadows in the room. I tried to look, but my eyes were so heavy that it was hard to see, then I became paralyzed again.
This is a translated article from Koosang Koosom Magazine, written by Sao Muang Kon in Thai Language, translated by Nye.
It was back in 2002, (Thai year 2545) when I had a job at an IT clothing store in the outskirt of town. I didn’t like the long commute so I decided to move out from my aunt’s house and rented an apartment that’s within 10 minutes of walking distance. It was a 4 story building, sat at a dead end road, and on the left hand side was an empty lot with overgrow bushes and had Gratin Trees all over the place. What’s worse was that there were many old spirit houses that people thrown away and it became a dumping ground for old spirit house, it started to piling up, and on the right hand side was a parking lot and next to it was a wall that fenced a subdivision.
My room was on the side of the junk car parking lot, so it was on the far right hand side of the third floor. And on the third day after I moved in, my room got broke into, they came in through the balcony so I asked if I could move to another room. Luckily one of my co-workers lived in my building, but on the second floor and when she heard of what had happened, she asked the building superintendence to let me stay on the same floor as her, so I got a room next to the stairway, and we shared balcony.
After I got situated in my new room, I took a shower, got dressed, and ate my dinner. I sat and ate in front of the TV, and while I was watching a program, I felt like there was something white that flew and landed on my balcony . I got up to go look and what I saw was…
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