December 14, 2009
Gliding White Specter
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[Name Withheld Upon Request] - Singapore - 1995
I was age 14 and was up most of the night. I was feeling very down due to
family problems. There were no more shows on the TV, and I glanced at the
clock, which read 4:20a AM (I remember the time well as I had stayed up so
late). I walked to the kitchen window to look at the opposite apartment
block and wanted to count how many lights were still on -- usually about a
handful at that hour. I was staying on the 15th floor. The apartment carpark
was dark below (of course there are the streetlights). Why I looked down at
the carpark is natural as my eyes just sweep from the opposite block to
below. It was easy to see it/him/her. Let me just use "him" as it was not an
object like a wall pillar or whatnot. He was dressed in a white robe/cloth
that went from the top of the head to the ground. Yes, I am short-sighted,
at that time, my myopia (short-sightedness) was perhaps 200 degrees around
there. I had on my specs -- I can see clearly with my specs. I tried to see
if there was a head or anything other than white, but the way I saw him was
all white. And then, the way he moved. I have not roller-bladed before, but
I use this to describe the way he moved. He looked like he was blading a
short distance of between two- to three-meters to and back gracefully at
perfect timing.
Yes, just now, when I recalled this encounter, I Googled more than an hour
of a skating apparition on the Internet to read similar descriptions, but I
could not find any true encounter. It made me frustrated and wanted to share
this viewing with you all. And there was a feeling when I stared at him
"blading," it was a feeling of sadness. I do not know why sadness. But the
way he moved was like sorrowful about something, like those great
scholars/poets of olden days moving to and back and pondering on something.
After just a short while of this, my dad who had been sleeping got up
suddenly and went to the toilet that was just by this window. He looked down
as well and seemed to stare a while. I was glad as I would not be a lone
witness of this apparition. I decided to stop looking at it and I cannot
recall if I was afraid of it the whole night or perhaps it's because I was
15 floors above "him" far away, or how I could fall asleep without being
scared or what, as my own troubles at that time were overwhelming and I had
(in those days) temptations of suicide.
The next day I checked with my dad. I asked him if he was staring at that
white apparition too? He answered no, to my surprise and exclusiveness. I
asked him then why did he stare for a while. He said that he was looking at
a person getting out of a taxi to see if that was my elder sister. I next
asked him did he see a white thing? He answered no. So only I saw it. That
was the only apparition (touch wood!) I saw to date. I am certain I saw this
white cloth moving. My house had Buddhist worship idols at that time. At the
time of this sighting, I accredited him as a ghost. I was water-baptized as
a Christian in 2008. This was a very simple encounter with the specter. It
was special and out of this world. And I do not know what he was or who. And
why at that point in time, I could see him. If you have a similar story or
explanation, do tell me. This story is for your keeping. I thought for a
while to share it as it is not something I want to magnify on, and it will
be posted here for a long time. I am sharing it as I am able to describe
things well and I am the type who does not exaggerate and I believe I saw
"him" who was not a human as my dad didn't see it. So at least you have
another real story here.
I just want to unload this encounter across to you who are welcoming such
encounters because not many people have seen them before. I asked my circle
of friends and they have never seen a white specter before. I have told some
people of this viewing. My dad and sister had claimed they saw, but I
couldn't vouch for what they saw save that theirs were also white. My dad
saw it on a tree in a park he jogs in at dawn, my sis saw it after midnight
also at an apartment carpark. I could only be sure what I saw with my own
eyes so -- my encounter.
**Note: The only reasonable explanation I can give of this specter is that
there was an opera stage below (that in our tradition was performance for
the ghosts to see), and these stage performers wear an inner lining of white
robe, so unless it is one such person, but then, comes up another
question... why would a human being glide in front and behind instead of
pace the steps? And from my top view, even the head was white? And at that
time, why the performer was gliding in the middle of the entry road of the
carpark? The performance ends by 11:00 PM.
