Aasim is in Room 415 at Hospital…

This is a translated article from Koosang Koosom Magazine, written by Udsany in the Thai Language and translated by Nye.

Around 1987 (the Thai year 2530), I became very sick and didn’t know what was wrong; I was chilly and then burned up one minute.  I took an over-the-counter medicine, and my illness would never go away. I was extremely busy at work and didn’t have time to visit the doctor.

Until 4-5 days had passed, I still didn’t feel any better.  I decided to go to my family doctor, checked into the hospital, and thought I would rest there for several days until I felt better, then return to my hectic work schedule.  I saw the doctor, and they ran some tests.  He gave me medicine to take and checked me into room 415 on the 4th floor.

The first day I was at the hospital, my husband, friends, and relatives came to visit and left that evening; some stayed until 7 pm (19:00). After that, I lay in bed until midnight.  I’m usually a night owl and would go to bed around 1 am, but this time I tossed and turned and couldn’t go to sleep until 4 am.  I finally dozed off for about 10 minutes.  I was half-awake and haft-asleep, and something told me to look at the foot of my bed.  When my vision came into focus, an old Chinese lady appeared (referred to as Aasim in the Thai language.)  She looked like she was around 65-70 years old, dressed in a Chinese outfit and wearing a Chinese bun hairstyle. By the way that she dressed, you could tell that she came from a well to do family and looked very kind and started to laugh “he he he he.”

My sense told me that this was not a person but a spirit, and while I was digesting what I saw, Aasim was on top of me the next minute.  Her face was only an inch away from my face, and she was laughing, “he he he he,” and shaking her head side to side and said,

“I come to live with you!”

I screamed out loud, “No, you can’t live with me.” My sense told me that if I let her,  she would take over my body and what would I do then. I got terrified and tried to push her body away, but she was as heavy as a giant boulder and wouldn’t budge. Plus, she shook her head side to side and laughed in my face, and kept repeating, “I come to live with you….”

Then a word came into my head, “Portuktiong,” a Chinese organization, and I thought of something to say to her.

“Don’t come live with me.  As soon as I get out of the hospital, I will make merit for you and offer a good deed to Aasim in room 415 of this hospital at the Portuktiong.”

I have gone and helped them make funeral merit there all the time. After I said this, I tried to push her again, and this time with little attempt, her body appeared at the foot of my bed again.  The laughter and her happy face also vanished right before my eyes.

It was around 5am, and I couldn’t go back to sleep.  The nurse came to give me a sponge bath around 6 in the morning. After she finished, I asked if someone had died in this room.

“No one.” the nurse replied.

“There must be,” I argued with her.

“How did you know?” The nurse looked frightened.

“I know so, you tell me first, and I will tell you what I saw last night.” I  tried to bargain with her.

The nurse replied, “Yes, an old Chinese lady passed away about 4-5 months ago.  Did you see her? Are you afraid? If you are, then we can change room for you.”

“It’s okay, thank you.  I will stay in this room.”  I then told the nurse about what I saw last night, and as soon as I was done telling her, she asked again if I wanted to move to another room.  I insisted that I wanted to stay in this room because I’m not one to be afraid of ghosts. But just don’t come in a ghostly form with the smeared face; I certainly couldn’t handle that.

The next night, I opened my prayer book, read several verses, and even offered merit to Aasim.  I slept well that night and stayed at the hospital until I got better and went home and back to work.  I asked one of the girls in the office to visit Portuktiong and make merit for “Aasim in room 415 at Hospital….”

I swear that this is a 100% true story.