This is a translated article from Koosang Koosom Magazine, written by Naruemon of Ayutthaya in the Thai Language and translated by Nye.
At the beginning of 2007 (Buddhist era year 2550), I moved from a studio in Don Muang to the Saphan Mai area. It was a 4-story apartment, and there were 4 buildings. The buildings looked really old. They must have been at least several decades old. I’ve decided to rent room 43 on the third floor of the second building. It was the last room on that floor, and I couldn’t help but wonder why the rooms next to this were vacant. It must have been at least 3-4 rooms empty at the time. The rent was cheap, only 1000 Baht ($33.38) per month, and why is it still vacant? I was just curious, but I didn’t ponder anymore after that. As a matter of fact, this was actually a good thing. It saved me a lot of money.
The first day I moved in, I was so tired, and after I finished unpacking, I went straight to bed. I’m not sure how long I slept. I was suddenly awakened when I heard a lady’s voice calling me. I was so sleepy, then I saw a lady figure appear. She had a dark complexion. Her long hair pulled back into a messy ponytail. She wore a green Hawaiian printed blouse and a cream floral sihn (long tubular skirt).
It was her voice that woke me up.
“Wake up, Wake up now!”
She didn’t just blast those words at me but dragged the mattress that I was sleeping on. She spun it around the room and demanded that I leave her room.
“This is my room, and this is where I sleep. How did you get in here and sleep? Go…get out of my room now!”
By the look of her facial expression, I knew she wasn’t a happy camper. I was in shock. I couldn’t get up even though I wanted to run away. She continued to shout at me.
“My bed! Why are you sleeping here? Get out…Now!”
My mattress was sitting on the floor, and from her dragging and spinning the mattress a few minutes ago, she started to pull my legs until I fell off the mattress. I tried to fight her off and had enough strength to get up and ran over to turn on the lights. My heart was pounding, and I had goosebumps and trembling. I was scared out of my mind.
After the light came on, she was gone. I started to say my prayer asking for protection from the lord. I didn’t dare go back to sleep and sat from 2 am to 3 after. I was so sleepy, also exhausted from the day before. The place was dead silent, not even with a sound of a car passing by. I couldn’t fight the drowsiness any longer and went back to sleep with the lights on. I thought that the ghost won’t show herself with the lights on.
I thought wrong.
As soon as my head hit the pillow, I wasn’t even asleep. She started to drag and spin the mattress around the room.
“Get out! Get out! This is my bed. Why are you sleeping here? Get out! Get out!”
I tried to scream for help, but no word came out of my mouth. I couldn’t get up either. It was pure torture, and she wouldn’t let me get up. She spun my mattress faster and faster. And finally vanished when the 4 am alarm clock went off. Needless to say, I didn’t get much sleep that night.
The following day I went to work exhausted since I didn’t get any sleep. I was worried and kept thinking of what I will do tonight. As soon as I got home that evening, I turned on all the lights. I was scared and wasn’t sure if I should go to sleep for fear that she might come back again. I stayed up until midnight, then 1 am, and finally, I couldn’t fight the drowsiness anymore and drifted off to sleep. I must have slept for less than 10 minutes, then she showed up in the same outfit and spoke in the same tone as the night before.
“This is my bed. I don’t want you to sleep here, get out!”
She then spun my mattress around the room. The incident happened just like the night before. During the 3-4 days I stayed at the apartment, I faced the same torture every night and didn’t get much sleep. I couldn’t stand it any longer and decided to ask the building security guard. He was an old man, and I wondered if someone had died in that room. He was startled by my question and wouldn’t even look me in the eye. He said,
“No, no one has died. You should go buy an offering flower wreath to pay respect to the spirit house and ask the guardian angel to protect you.”
This made me even more curious. I had to find out the truth. That night I took his advice and bought an offering wreath to pay respect to the spirit house and went back to my room to sleep. It was rather strange, she didn’t show up and try to chase me away like the previous nights.
The following day, I found the truth from a lady who rented the first building. She said that my room was rented to a middle-aged woman several months back. She lived by herself and passed away of an unknown cause. No one knew that she had passed away until her body started to decompose, and they smelled a foul odor coming from her room. The building caretaker opened her door and found her body. Not long after that, the tenants next door to her started to move out. The people who lived next door to her would hear strange noises coming from her room. It sounded like someone was living there. They heard running water as if someone was showering, pots and pans banging like someone was cooking in the kitchen, and coughing and laughing. Her neighbors got scared and moved out. I was the first one to move in after the incident, and it happened to be her room, and I saw her face to face.
After I found out the truth, I couldn’t stay there any longer and had to say bye since I didn’t want to sleep on top of someone, especially one that was so protective of her living quarter.