Cornelius Piros is a young man from Malaysia that I met in Nagoya through mutual friends. He had been a practicing medical doctor in Malaysia before he took a year sabbatical to come to Japan and learn the Japanese language. After meeting him at a series of parties and social events, he came to be a good friend with my wife and I, coming to our home in Nagoya many times for dinner parties, BBQs, and so on. Cornelius’ encounter with Japanese ghosts occurred in Malaysia when he was a student.
I was a student at the Anglo Chinese School in Ipoh, Malaysia. It was a high school with a long history, built in 1893. At the time, I was living in the school dorm, in the student hostel called Horley Hall. There were many strange things going on at Horley Hall. While staying there, I twice met something that was not usual.
Three days after starting at the school, I was walking outside near the hall and saw a teacher there, an Indian woman dressed in a white sari. She was standing there with a sad look on her face. This was my first time to see this teacher.
So later, I asked one of the older students, “Who is the teacher who wears a white sari?”
He looked at me strangely and then asked me. “Does that teacher have short hair? There is only one teacher working here who wears a sari, and she always wears a red one. She doesn’t wear a white sari.”
After thinking a minute, he took me to the school library. On the wall were pictures of past teachers at the school. He showed me a picture of the wife of a former head master. Her name was Mrs. Threeth-ram.
He asked me, “Is this the woman that you saw?”
“Yes”, I answered.
“She committed suicide by burning herself in a fire in front of the school. She killed herself because she thought her husband was having an affair with another woman. Since then, many others have seen her ghost walking around the school.”
After that I was sick with a high fever for one week.
Also, sometimes the students would see Japanese soldiers who had died in World War II walking around the school.
One early morning, around 2:00 or 3:00 AM, all the students in my hostel, about 20 people in all, woke up because they heard a large group of people marching outside the hostel. There were often many school groups marching around during the day, but we wondered who was marching in the middle of the night.
We went outside and looked across the field, and we saw no one there. But we could hear the loud marching for 20 or 30 minutes. We heard men issuing commands in Japanese.
We were more than a little disturbed by this, so we called up the school warden. He said, “Don’t worry, the last group of students who stayed in your hostel heard the same thing, and they were okay. So nothing will happen to you. Just go back to bed.”
We later learned that the British army had occupied the school during World War II. When the Japanese came, there was fighting, and many British and local people were killed there. The Japanese soldiers used the school as a base, and they tortured and killed many people there. The basement and the underground toilets were used as dungeons
I heard that there were bloodstained tiles in the underground rooms from the tortures that had happened when the Japanese were staying at the school. The school replaced the tiles many times, but every time the blood stains would reappear. Finally the underground area was sealed off. There were rumors that there was an escape tunnel down there that led to the river. Later in the war, when the British and American soldiers returned, many Japanese were killed in the fighting on the school grounds. And the students still see and hear the ghosts of the Japanese soldiers that were killed there.
Taken from Kanashibari: True Encounters With the Paranormal In Japan by Thomas Bauerle – Grab your copy of this book full of scary true ghost stories.
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