This is a translated article from Koosang Koosom Magazine, written by Som of Chiang Mai in the Thai Language and translated by Nye.
In the Buddhist era year 2525 (1982) I went to my sister’s wedding in Nan, a province in Northern Thailand. The wedding was held at the groom’s house. It was an old traditional Thai-style house that is absolutely beautiful.
We toured the house when we first got there, and the room used for the bride and groom’s bedroom had a beautiful antique bed. I fell in love with it right away. The headboard was decorated with a pair of peacocks design. It has compartments to store personal items and a decorated mirror around the edge. It was absolutely gorgeous. After the wedding, the out-of-town guests stayed in the guestrooms provided by the groom‘s family.
The following day during breakfast, I noticed that my sister looked like she didn’t get any sleep. She had dark circles under her eyes. I teased them that it is typical for a newlywed to not get any sleep. She denied it and said, “it’s not what you think.” She continued, “While I was sleeping on the bed, I heard an old lady crying all night, and I didn’t get any sleep.” My brother-in-law said he heard the same thing but thought he must be hearing things.
One week after the wedding, the newlywed couple returned home to Chiang Mai. They hired a mover to move the furniture from the old house, including the antique bed. My sister refused to have the bed move into their bedroom. She said either give it to someone or sell it. Her husband said he couldn’t sell it since it was an inheritance. It’s an antique bed that was almost 100 years old, his great grandfather gave it to his grandfather, who then gave it to him even before he passed away. His grandfather said not to sell it or throw it away.
I heard the conversation between my sister and brother-in-law and asked if they would give it to me. My sister didn’t want me to take it home either, but my brother-in-law agreed and gave the antique bed to me. I hired the same mover to take it to my house and asked them to set it up in my bedroom. That night, I had a new bed (but actually an old antique bed).
After rearranging the room and did not have a chance to shower, I was so tired and fell asleep. I didn’t think I had slept that long and suddenly heard a lady crying. It was an old lady and when I tried to listen the crying stopped. After that, I was sleepy and didn’t pay much attention, and drifted back to sleep.
But before I fell asleep, I woke up to a screaming voice, and she said,
“Why are you sleeping on my bed? Are you having an affair with my husband?”
And this time, the voice came with an image. It was an old lady, she seemed like a nice person and pleasant looking, then suddenly changed to a ghostly looking, and she was standing at the foot of the bed. It was scary, and the sound and image and the foul odor filled the room. I was freaked out and didn’t dare go back to sleep on the bed.
The following day I went to my sister’s house and told her what I saw last night. She said she saw the same thing. I then told my brother-in-law what had happened. He called his mom to find out the history behind the bed and said that his great-grandmother died on the bed. She was upset after discovering that her husband had an affair with the nanny. She cried until she had a heart attack and passed away on this antique bed.
We wondered why this happened over 60 years ago and why she didn’t move on. Why is she still haunting the bed, or is it something that’s still connecting her to it? My sister and I decided to clean the mattress. We found a secret compartment in the headboard. It had an old box, and inside was an antique gold ring. My sister took it to her mother-in-law, and she said that it belonged to great grandmother. She wore it all the time, but after she passed away, the ring was missing. Great grandfather looked everywhere for it but couldn’t find it. Strangely, it had been on the headboard all these years.
After I returned the ring, I had not heard anything since.