In my last posting, I recalled my two scary encounters, which remained in my memory. My former colleague, Lily, wrote in her comment for more such stories. While thinking back, perhaps I might mention the night I spent in a friend's house in Malacca.
In Malacca, there are many old Peranakan houses, which are very big inside. In this particular old house where I spent a night, I was given an old wooden bed with a wooden canopy for the mosquito net. This bed is similar to those old wooden bed, you see in a bridal chamber, in the Chinese movies. There is a very big air-well inside this house, and upstairs, there was this wooden corridor that ran around the four walls. Looking down the railings, you can see the interior of the ground floor. Along the wooden corridor, there were doors leading into the various rooms. My bed was the only bed outside the rooms, and it stood along this corridor.
That night, as I laid in bed with the mosquito nets down, and the house in darkness, I felt very lonely. I could hear all the nocturnal noises like the odd cars, dogs barking and cats. I was drifting to sleep when I heard creaking noise on the wooden floor board. Thinking that someone could be walking into one of the rooms, I dismissed it. A moment later, the creaking noise again. I tried to look into the darkness, but saw nothing. The whole night, this noise was present and I hardly slept that night. I even felt the noise passing by my bed. Being a guest, I did not want to raise any alarm or question my friend.
The next morning, I was glad to take my leave and drove to Port Dickson with my friends. What was that? I do not know. Another poltergeist? Maybe!!
Till then....
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Hello, when you 'DO' it on a old wooden bed, of course you will hear those creaking noise...what else! I suppose there's nothing much to do at night other than...so the noise continues into the wee hours! Hahaha!
Very funny! I was petrified and did not move less the bed might collapse. Not much space lah. Wonder how the Chinese couple spend their wedding night. Everyone must be listening out for the noise.
I was trying to get hold of a book by a female writer describing her wedding night and what was life like back then at the turn of the century. It would be interesting to know more about their living habits and culture. Something very personal and real...but could not find it so far cos noone at that time would reveal such personal matter. Please let me know if you read such book, especially by a female Chinese writer. TQ
I used to have an upstairs neighbour, an Italian man and a Chinese wife. They probably had a brass bed. Everytime they make love, the bed would creak and knock against the wall. Kept me awake all the time.
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