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Date: Sun, 19 Apr 1998 19:35:10 -0700 (PDT)
yourname Hannah

I should tell the story before i forget it. I just heard it last night while camping with a friend and her family. A little backround: Jenn (ifer) and her parents are of chinese descent. Sue (her mom) has a lot of good TRUE ghost that she told us last night. Well, a couple of years ago before i met Jenn, she and her family were living in Abu Dhabi because her dad was working there along with a lot of other foreigners all working for the same company. All employees lived in a high rise apartment biulding. Jenn and her family were in the eighth floor of the building. Her room had a big door sized window, but no balcony, just an iron safety bar thing surrounding the window. At the time there was a construction crew who were doing something outside and she had a view of the trailer they (crew) stayed in. So here’s the first part of the story.

It was News Years Eve in Abu Dhabi about 4 or so years ago and there was a big party at the building with all the company workers. People were drinking and having a a great time and Dom(inic), her dad was getting tired and so was the family, so at about 9:30 they went upstairs to go to sleep. At about midnight, Dom awoke to the screaming and yelling of people. Well, it was New Years Eve, so it made sense, eh?? In the morning all the people were gossiping about the previous night and Dom asked what all the commotion was about, so he asked the guard downstairs. It turned out a trailer had burned to the ground the previous night. The same trailer Jenn could see from her window. Everybody got out unharmed except one man, a Filipino guy who apparently had a little to drink to celebrate the New Year. He burned along with the trailer. That’s just the first part of the story.

Now it was the middle of July, and it was VERY hot in Abu Dhabi at that time, so most of the families left on vacation to somewhere cooler. There was maybe three families left in the building, mostly men because they had to work. Late one night Dom awoke to a pounding noise. It sounded like someone was pounding on the windows. He ignored thinking maybe it was the wind or a bird or something. He heard it again, so he got up. Wandering thru the house half asleep, tracing where the noise had come from he walked thru each of the rooms, finally coming to Jenn’s room. He walked cautiously to the window, suddenly feeling the hairs on the back of his neck rise, his skin breaking into gooseflesh, about to draw the drapes when he realized, “THIS ROOM IS EIGHT STORIES UP!! AND THERES NO BALCONY FOR A PERSON TO CLIMB ONTO!! Instead of pulling open the drapes, he pounded on the window loudly three times, then opened the drapes. There was noone there, not a bird not anything big enough to pound the window so hard. He quickly left the room and closed the door on the way out. He and Sue believe it was the spirit of the Filipino man as he must have been in his last seconds of life, pounding on the small window of the trailer… the trailer which was in full view from the bedroom window. As for Jenn, she was as surprised to hear about it as i was. Last night was the first time she heard about it and her parents didn’t want to scare a 9 year old girl out of her mind at night. Well i may have missed some details but this is pretty much how the story goes… sorry its ssooooooo long. If you want I have a few more ghost stories and true legends from my area as well as some Taiwanese stories which were also printed in newspapers over there. If you read this far, thanx for being patient.

Hannah Groch

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