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Entity 3: POCONG

POCONG is a term used in Indonesian folklore to refer to the ghost of a deceased person who is trapped in a burial shroud. It is believed that the soul of the deceased cannot fully move on to the afterlife and remains trapped in the shroud, resulting in a manifestation of a ghostly figure. The pocong is often depicted as wrapped in white cloth with its arms and legs bound. It is known to hop or float, rather than walking, and is believed to bring bad luck or cause harm to those who encounter it.(https://www.definitions.net/definition/POCONG)

It happened last week. In my previous blog, I wrote about the storeroom at my work place. So far I have never really seen one upclose. TOUCH WOOD. I don't intend to encounter one. I am a teacher in a primary school. As I was passing by this Year 1 class(7 year olds pupils), a few of them called me:

Pupils 1 : Teacher, teacher there's a pocong.(ghost)
Me : What? Where?
Pupil 2 : (Pointing to the storeroom. The storeroom was not far from the classroom)
Me : (I was tempted to turn and look at the storeroom but I was too scared to do that. Who knows, that
thing might appear and let me have 3rd eye) Oh ok.
Me : How does it look like? ( I asked one of the girls that saw 'pocong')
Pupil 1 : The face is black.
Me : What did the 'pocong' wear? Did it has hair?
Pupil 1 : Not wearing anything. Just white cloth.
Me : Oh. Ok, don't worry. Next time don't look at the storeroom (I further asked the same questions to
the second girl)
Pupil 2 : (She gave the same answer as the first girl but added ...) I saw it at the storeroom and behind the canteen. ( the class is near the canteen too)
Me : You mean, there are two of them?
Pupil 2 : No, only 1. It hops.
Pupil 3( a boy) : I saw too. It has red eyes.
Me : Duh....( I began to feel scared. I believed them but I couldn't tell them what they saw was real. )
Me : ( I asked the girls) Are you scare?
The 2 girls: No.
Me : Don't be scared. Next time don't look at the storeroom.

PS: Before this incident, I have heard about the sighting of 'pocong' in the storeroom by a teacher. She has third eye. The descriptions are the same. She even saw it in her classroom. That happened last year. Sigh....I hope and pray it does not show itself in front of me. I have 2 more years before my retirement. Let me retire peacefully. Amen.
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Coffee drinker vs Tea drinker

There was a survey done many years ago about who loved outdoor activities among the coffee and the tea drinkers? I'm not sure if it is still relevent today.

The findings : Coffee drinkers were found to love outdoors compared to tea drinkers.

I am a coffee drinker and I love my coffee especially Nescafe. I can't live without it. When I was younger I loved jungle trekking, camping and travelling(still do) . I'm a member of Malaysian Girl Guides Association
(it is known as Girl Scouts in America). Now, I've slowed down a little. Once a while I will join in their activities.
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Entity 2: Invitation to the storeroom

We both enjoyed listening to ghost stories but at the same time afraid of them.
After our lunch, I invited Mimi to my work place.
Me: Mimi, let me show you the storeroom I blogged about .
Mimi: No no no no no no.
Me: Lol...rolling on the floor laughing Don't worry. Just a peep from here.
Mimi: No no no no no....
rolling on the floor laughing laugh
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Virtual to Reality

From virtual to reality. Many of you must have read MimiArt's blog about our meeting.

Yes, I met Mimi and her husband this morning and had a sumptuous lunch near my work place. She was a nice and friendly lady. A jovial one too. We chatted for hours at the restaurant. Luckily, the restaurant owner did not chase us out. laugh Thank you Mimi and Art for the nice gift. Loved it.

Prior to the meeting, I told my friends about meeting an online friend. I told them Mimi was from Perak( one of the states in Malaysia) and married to an American. Both my friends were so worried for me. They were afraid I will be scammed or even worse , kidnapped.

Friend A( a long time friend) : Be careful. Don't fall for their sob story and don't go into their car. You never know.

Friend B is my colleague. I asked her if she was free this morning to accompany me. She laughed and laughed when I told her I will be meeting an online friend. Jokingly I told her if I don't come to work on Monday, please call the police. I may be kidnapped. She laughed again and said who would want to kidnap me. I said, you never know. They might sell my organs. Who would want your organs....you are not 100% healthy. Lol ...and we laughed at that joke. She couldn't accompanying me because she has to go back to her hometown.

In fact , this is not my first time meeting an online friends. Friendship across borders. More than 10 years ago, I was on a website( now defunct) similar to CS. I made many friends from all over the world. Most of them were bloggers. Over the years some of them came to Malaysia for holidays and I managed to meet them and gossiped about the bloggers especially those not from our team or shall I say, not of the same wavelength. laugh There are all kinds of people in this type of social media, the jealousy type, the naive, the badass, friendly type , and of course the scammers. Well, life's too short to be serious all the time.

I'm quite new to this site especially the blog section. Now, how do I insert photos?
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Virtual Friendship

I have known a very good friend through online chat since 2006 or 2007. The distance wasn't a problem. He was a great and understanding friend. I could tell him my problems without being judged. These 10+ years, we had on and off friendship. We lost touch for several years until recently. I knew where to find him. He's here in CS and a famous blogger(not the most famous but one of the best) Though we have never met in reality but our friendship is still strong.

To this great friend, thank you for the friendship and being a good listener. handshake
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The entity

Recently, I had a shock of my life. I have been working at the same place for more than 30 years. During those 30 years I had never seen nor experienced the presence of the unseen. Heard many stories about the wondering spirits from my colleagues.

Recently , I experienced 2 occasions where I felt their presence and seen one.

Experience 1 : This particular day, I had to enter an abandoned storeroom to check on something. My colleagues told me not to go in alone, asked someone to accompany me. One of my colleagues who has third eye, told me she once saw a woman stood at the storeroom door. Being stubborn, I peeped inside and went in. Out of a sudden I felt my whole body shivering. I remembered what my colleagues told me. Quickly , I came out of the storeroom. Told the whole office about my experience and had an earful. blah

Experience 2: Happened last week.. Never crossed my mind that the toilet I had been using for more than 30 years has a wondering spirit. dunno There are 3 cubicles. When I came out from the 1st cubicle, out of the corner of my eyes I saw someone walked into the 3rd cubicle. I thought it was my colleague. After washing my hands, I turned to look who it was. All three cubicles were empty. shock

I still use the same toilet.
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Writer's block

What do I do when I have writer's block?
I stare at the screen and it stares back.
What shall I write? About my job? Nah...what a boring job. Nothing interesting. Go to work at 6.40am and come back at 3pm but at times 5pm.

About my life? Nothing interesting too. My life is not full of drama nor calm and smooth sailing.

Oooops!! now I have started writing.
laugh


Maybe I should write a diary.
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