By Aunty Lu Lu, Year 1965, at the age of 4 to 5 years old.
This is my first time sharing my stories. For the half of the centuries of my life, I had encountered many unnatural incidents in my life, so I'd like to share them with you. I was born and raised in a Kampong, opposite Sembawang park (Andrew Avenue).
I used to go to the only community center to watch tv programme at a very young age, even if I don't understand a single word. You see, in the 60s to own a black and white tv set is consider "rich".
So after some years my Ah Pa bought the very first black-and-white TV set with a pulling bamboo door and it was placed in the living room that have only one window that happen to face my neighbor's car park. I became a regular audience, so one night after watches RTM 3 the "pontianak" show (around 11.30pm), I have to closed the only window and I told myself not to look out because I had this dreaded feeling something was not right.
Out of curiosity, I looked out and saw a white lit candle in mid-air at the car park. I pulled and closed the window and still asked my 2nd sister (the scaredy-cat of the family) to open and see outside. She said, "See what? No one there la..." Well, I did not think much of it and I wasn't afraid at all.
The next day, I told my Ah Mm (Hokkien: father's elder brother's wife, because in the 60s very pan tang to call your own mother "mama", about this incident, and she said: "Kee Soh (name of the neighbor) pai pai Ah lau," her husband who had passed away recently, but how could she light a candle in the mid air?
Maybe she learn a trick from Chris Angel.
I thought pai pai should be 2 red candle and joss stick and some paper money... Why white candle? Unless you place the candle at the alter of the dead, right?