RONNIE NG

	English		Malay
Book no.	First story	Second story	First story	Second story
1	Madman's Mansion	The Monster in Mahima's Mirror	Rumah Agam Orang Gila	Jembelang Dalam Cermin Mahima
2	The Case Of The Cursed Clock	Night Of The Haunted Hamburgers	Kes Jam Sumpahan	Malam Burger Berhantu
3	Scary School Bus To Nowhere	Revenge Of The Goldfish	Bas Sekolah Yang Menakutkan	Dendam Ikan Emas
4	My Creepy Computer	There's A Ghost In My Photo!	Komputer Seram	Hantu Dalam Gambar!
5	Happy Birthday Horrors	Eaten By Hamburgers
6	Our Radio Won't Turn Off!	The Cinema Of Doom
7	Don't Get Off At The 13th Floor!	My Shoes Have Gone Nuts
8	The Demon Dentist	Who Stole The Zoo?
9	My Handphone Is Haunted!	School Camp Terrors
10	Who Else Is Living In Our House?	Our School Ghost
11	Don't Laugh At A Killer Clown!	My Sinister Sunglasses
12	The Carnival Of Horrors	The Boy With Blood-Red Eyes
13	My Invisible Friend	Strangled By Spaghetti
14	The Fiendish Fish Spirit	Our Ghostly Bus Stop
15	My Friend's Now a Mummy!	May All Your Dreams Come True
16	My Class Vampire	The Mad, Mad Music School
17	All My Friends Have Vanished!	What's That Thing In My Pillow?
18	The Super Scary Supermarket	Who Invited The Ghost?
19	Flying Tiger Fist Of Shaolin	Demon's Island
20	We Made A Monster	Clones In Class
21	Don't Go Near The Neighbors	Sombody's Stealing My Life
22	Wormhead	They Came From The Drain
23	Good Knight, Raider Goh	Sleep Over And Die!
24	The Eight Legs Of Ang See Beng	The Demon Dentist Strikes Back
25	The Wild, Wild Wolves Are Coming	My Secret Stalker
26	My Cursed Mask	Welcome To The Weird School
27	Please Stay In Your Grave!	Forest Of Fear
28	The People Gobblers	The Revenge Of Mahima's Monster
29	My Creepy Cruise	Stranger Danger
30	Attack Of The Lizardmen	The Body Switchers
31	Stop The Deadly Dummies!	Who Sent Me A Coffin?
32	When The Ghosts Went Mad	Drop Dead, Gorgeous
33	The Legend Of Lady Long Neck	Who's Been Cursing Me?
34	My Freaky Shrunken Head	Evil By Email
35	What's That Thing On My Hand?	River Of Shivers
36	Dr Dredd And The Exploding Teeth	Dead Write
37	The Dead Are Dancing	Old Ghosts Of New York
38	Singing Swords, Dragon Drums	Have You Been Drinking Brain Juice?
39	My House Is Now A Graveyard	When The Vampire Wakes Up
40	What's That Under Our School?	Magic Shop Madness
41	There's A Witch In My Watch	Tree Boy
42 Few days back, my internet connection was extremely unstable, and I can’t do anything online. I then found a book in my sister’s room, titled “True Singapore Ghost Stories:Book 12″. There’s quite many stories in it, and I would like to share on with you guys. Hope Russel Lee, the author/editor won’t mind. Silly Lily’s Story It was one of the coldest nights I had ever experienced. It was long past 10pm and I was all alone at the KTM platform in Butterworth, waiting for my night train to Singapore. While waiting, I sensed that someone or something was inching towards me. I turned around and saw a beautiful young girl in her early twenties. “Excuse me, sir, can you please tell me when the train will depart?” she asked sweetly. She wore a beautiful cheongsam with a high slit that exposed her beautiful, slim and fair thighs. I was slightly embarrassed as I couldn’t help drooling. “Miss, I don’t know,” I replied. I then took another long look at her in hope that I could somehow befriend her. She took out her train ticket, bearing a number ending with 1038, and showed it to me. She then asked me if I was going the same way as her. I politely told her that I was going to Singapore to visit an aunt. Before she could reply, the station master shouted that the train would depart soon. I took her with me to the nearest coach, opened the door and sat down. She was silent and I looked out of the window as rain began pouring down. I somehow had to find a way to break the ice. “Where are you going, Missy?” was the best opening line I could think of. It seemed work. She smiled and replied, “My name is Lily and not Missy, silly.” The last thing I cared for was if her name Lily, Missy or Silly. At least she had smiled at me. I wanted to talk to her more but I felt shy, some how, in the presence of such lovely young lady. I took out my half-finished book to read but before I could start, she interrupted, saying she was a fan of horror stories. Lily then asked me whether I had time to listen to a story of her own and I nodded. The story was about Miss Chan who had turned 16 and was a stunning beauty. She managed to pass her government examinations and was proud of her achievement. She packed her bags and left her hometown for Penang in search of an exciting job. However, in Penang, she fell into some bad company and was forcefully raped one night. Two men killed her and chopped her into pieces, after raping her many times. They thew her body parts over many places in Ipoh, over two hundred kilometres away from Penang. The two guys thought it was all over until the forty-ninth after her tragic death. Miss Chan returned as a ghost to seek revenge on the two murderers. She sought them, and tore out their private parts, hearts, eyes and internal organs. It was more horrible than what they had done to her. Although it made the headlines, the mystery of the two mutilated men was never solved in Penang. Taken aback, I took out a cigarette and lit it. I told her that it was the most realistic ghost story I had ever heard. They way she told it, I thought she was there herself. I told her that it would take a little time for me to write to some magazines to share her story. She laughed out loud and asked if I believed her story. I was honest: I shook my head but complimented her for telling me such and entertaining story. She was adamant in wanting me to publish her story to warn all young gurks not to trust men like Miss Chan had. I told her not to over-react and I told her that I couldn’t promise her that I could get her story published as I didn’t even have time for my own writing. She put a hand on my shoulder and asked a question that would change my outlook, my lifestyle and my beliefs forever. “Do you know who is the girl is in the story?” “You mean Miss Chan?” I asked. “That poor girl was me.. and I’m now going back to Ipoh to rest in peace,” she said haltingly. “I have finished my mission.. and I’m going home.” I was stunned. “You are Miss Chan? Yes, sure! And I’m Frankenstein. At this point, the train’s horn sounded and Lily floated in the air. The Lily I knew three hours ago was not the same Lily that was floating in the air. She had taken oin terrifying demeanour; her hair was out of place and her face had terrible scratch marks all over it. Even her cheongsam as badly torn. I fainted. When I woke up, I was nearly in Kuala Lumpur. The station master found me sleeping alone and decided not to wake me up. I finally woke up and slapped myself a few times to make sure I had not dreamt the previous night’s events. But I held something in my right hand. They were two train tickets. One of it was my own and the other had the end numbers 1038. I realised her story was true and that is why I’m writing in now to you, Russell. I wanted her story to be shared to make her final wish come true. End ——- There’s something weird in this story. How do the guy know when the station master found him sleeping and decided not to wake him up? I thought he was asleep that time? Just to share this story, it’s up to you to believe it or not. If it’s true, I’m just helping Lily to spread the story, and if it’s not true, just take it as an entertainment. I did not blockquote the story, as it would be all in grey and make it hard to read. A Ghost Story from Singapore This story, apparently, is a true story from an army camp in Singapore. David, an officer staying in the camp, lived in the room next to his NCO (non-commissioned-officer). Every morning, David would wake up, do his daily morning routine, then wake up his NCO next door and they would go for breakfast together at the camp canteen. This lasted for quite some time until… One morning, David knocked on the NCO ’s door as usual. Instead of the NCO ’s familiar voice answering, he heard an eerie, inhuman-like voice answer from behind him. "Wait, You cannot wait, is it?" He was stunned; he stood rooted to the ground, too scared and confused to react. Just then, he heard the sound of a car horn. He quickly ran to the driveway and told the driver of the car about his strange experience. The driver decided to try it for himself, and soon both were back outside the NCO ‘s door. The driver knocked on the door… The same voice, also from the back, whispered, "Wait, You cannot wait, is it?" Both of them screamed and ran to the canteen. What do you think is the explanation for this supernatural incident? Could it be hallucination? But then, isn’t it coincidental that two people could hallucinate the same thing? And what do you think happened to the NCO? When David and the driver reached the canteen, they saw the NCO there happily eating his breakfast. Apparently, the NCO is well aware of the mysterious, eerie voice that haunted David. He even talks to the voice, which lived in his room. And David was so scared that he immediately applied for a transfer of room. What do you think the voice is?	Beware The Gravedigger!	The Eggs Of Evil	True Singapore Ghost Stories by Russell Lee With over 850,000 copies sold, True Singapore Ghost Stories has become a household name since its inception in 1989. Russell Lee, the top, bestselling Singapore author, compiles reports, stories and interviews about the supernatural. Light and entertaining, each book, which comprises about 50 stories, appeals to both children and mature readers. The masked author keeps his identity a secret, preferring to let his stories do all the talking.