dead thread, revive!!!

hantu kat uitm

this one old pic....and not at uitm...

LOL pic, no creepypasta

WTF. the bondowoso's pocong is very scaryyy.

i have creeps watching that pocong.

Why no more creepy pastas? T.T

I heard that once there was this cyclist riding downhill at night, then all of a sudden he look to the right and there was a flying woman next to him. Smiling.

Nothing he can do. Can't stop bike can't turn anywhere... Continue downhill with that thing next to him. Lost control of the bike at the foothill n crashed into someone's gate. Pengsan.

My cousin was a student in UIA.

there was a fella, friend if his, who like to jog nighttime. One day, he was unable to study, and at about 3am, he went out for quick breath.

He jog around tasik (im not sure, is there tasik in UIA), and suddenly realised that a woman heads with internal organs dangling here and there was following him.

and he run like, forever. Till he reached his dorm and sworn to never jog out at that time again.

nakharom mlm jumaat ni

Pak ngah's dancing pelikat

Back then, Pak Ngah was staying in Kangar. He was involved in construction of new building in Hospital Kangar. One night, he was alone, just come back from work around 12am.

He opened of the door, and as usual, he turned on the light. Suddenly a pelikat, located near him, became 'alive' The kain pelikat rose onto the air and dancing. Shocked, he turned the light off. And the pelikat, fell down.

He was always a brave man, and he turned on back the light again. The pelikat rose onto the air again and danced. It happened few times. THe thing must really enjoyed playing with pakngah i think.

What he do? He took a broom and chase the pelikat out.

proud of my pakngah.


pics for the mood

Pak Cik and pretty woman
Next to PakNgah,, we acknowledged pakcik as a brave man as well.

He works as rubber tapper and some of the nights, he need to stay in the rubber estate as rubber thieves were at peak at that time.

One night, he was staying in the hut inside the estate, alone. (he had his pets, few birds inside cage to accompany him)
He was bored, and decided to take a stroll. From far, he smelled fragrance, and it was a surprise for him to see such a beautiful lady in his sight.
Long, wavy hair with white clothes. As always, with glowing face.

But half of the face was pretty, the other half was so damn ugly.
ugly enough to make him sprinted back to the hut.

FIN

This post has been edited by lilacfla: Jan 25 2013, 01:07 AM

FFFffffuuuuu.. best nye update tered nie time hari khamis mlm jumaat..

can any1 explain how is this pic creepy?

Lower left.

i dunno about u but my mbp retina screen kenot detect anything unusual at the lower left

i see what u did there

fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

Put spoiler so more suspense. lol



sos cari

You get a phone call from your mother. Since her car has been in the shop, she asks you to go to the grocery store and pick up a few odds and ends for her. Bread, milk, cereal, and chicken breasts.

After writing down a small list you reluctantly get in the car and pick up the items at the store. The lady cashier makes an odd remark to you.

"You know, we're in no danger of a milk shortage."

Upon arriving at her house you knock several times. No answer. You decide to try the door. It opens. You place the grocery bag on the counter. Strange. There seems to be six other grocery bags, each with identical contents. In a couple, the chicken and the milk has gone bad. "Mom," you call out, but no answer. You make your way through the kitchen and into the living room.

Sitting on the couch, with her head cut off and neatly resting on her lap, is your mother.

Naturally you call the police who come over to investigate. They mention that she has been dead for nearly a week. Furthermore, the police psychiatrist is at the scene and talks to you after you give your initial statement. Sitting on the front steps, you overhear the psychiatrist talking with the crime scene investigator.

"It's not uncommon for people suffering from schizophrenia to get locked into a series of repetitive behaviors," he says.

You think to yourself, They can't be talking about me. Schizophrenia? No way. Repetitive behavior? Do they think I did this?

Suddenly your cell phone goes off. "Hello?"

"Hi hun, it's me. Could you stop at the store and pick up some chicken and milk? Oh, and I need some bread and cereal too."

"No problem mom. I'll be right over..."