My story begin when I was 6 years old. I'm Islam and I'm in my old house. All my family was gathered there because that day was idul fitri.
Now, when I was in the living room, I saw something float. It's white and apparently it has a little hunchback. So, I see this entity, and I follow it to the bathroom door. It passes through the door, and when I open it, there nothing. The entity is gone. None of my other family member see it, even though it was crowded at that time.
My next story is when I was 9 years old. My grandma was in hospital, and this happen exactly one day before she passed away. I was in my old house with my grandpa and my maid. My grandpa is in his bedroom, and my maid is in the kitchen. I was in the living room. In 8 or 9 pm, I smell something. It smells like flowers, or kembang in Indonesia. Right at the same time, scratching is heard in my attic, even though there is nothing living there, not even rats. When I ask my maid, she denied using any perfumes. So I asked to my mother, and she said that was a tiger and the smell is a princess.
It turns out that my grandma is a very very distant descendant of sumedang king geusan ulun. I doubt it, but my mother said that they come to tell me that my grandma will pass away. That was a very weird experience. And after my grandma passed away, she come in my dreams 4 times. Now I can't sense ghost anymore.
My last sitings is when I'm twelve, in my new house. It was at night, I was cleaning the dishes when I fell something in my back. I turned around an there was a very horrifying maid. She was wearing a stereotypical maid attire, black and white, her face is covered in blood and very pale. I run past her and to my mother. She said ignore that ghost. I was afraid to go alone to the kitchen until now, even though she never appear anymore.