My family can see/sense ghosts, I didn’t believe them until it happened to me.

Growing up my family was able to sense things that were not there of course I didn’t believe them since I was the kind of person who would say “seeing is believing”.

Be careful what you wish for, because that’s exactly what happened to me. My siblings can see and sense things, while my mom only sense them. I never had any of that, so I would just call them crazy or insane.

Well we moved into this nice home, and already my sister hated it, I tried to get her to tell me but she told me I would just laugh at her face and call her names.

A few months later she warned me, told me the spirit hated me, would follow me to school, would watch over me sleeping, would get angry over little things, and hated how I was happy all the time.

I didn’t listen to my sister because I thought my sister was just trying to get me scared. But one day I was getting ready for school, I went to get something until I felt a shove, the hands were small like 8 years old, but nobody was there, it went through me causing me to almost fall down.

And when she went through me I felt jealousy, sadness, and anger all at once, like I wanted to kill someone. Crazy how it was only for a few seconds and I felt like a horrible person, I felt so disgusted and violated.

I don’t really like violence that much I cringe at seeing or hearing broken bones, if someone were skateboarding I would look away because I was scared if they were to fall and hurt themselves I would see blood.

but whatever came through me wanted me to kill my family. I cried for so long it gave me a panic attack, I called my sister who was upstairs at the time and I told her, she was of course was also scared.

I love them with all my heart I could never see myself hurting them, they’re all I got. I ended up getting a cross for protection, we went to church to get it blessed by a priest because my family believed it’ll prevent me from ever being possessed.

I’m now 20 years old and that happened to me five years ago, I can now see their faces and sense what they feel.

Born and bred Singaporean here working a pretty decent job. I realised that many of the expat colleagues I know live a life that is quite different from what the local population experiences and many of my local friends do envy their carefree lifestyle.

I also realise that the reason many of my local friends are feeling so unhappy is because of the social pressure from their SOs, friends, parents, bosses and whatnot causing them to spend all their time worrying about money and status.

So I always wondered, given the fact that Singapore is quite a safe and fairly vibrant city and assuming one has a decent wage, is it possible for someone who is local to actually create that kind of life for themselves?

Can a local just tune out all the noise, rent a room, and then plan and go on activities just like as if he/she was posted to another city to work, just that instead of Chicago or Sydney the city is Singapore.

Forget about BTO, forget about social pressure, forget about ippt and reservist, oh wait the last one cannot.

Add On: Not referring to the super high level expats like presidents and ceos and talents of course with the insane packages, but the many who work white collar junior to mid level jobs like many of us.

Here are what netizens think:

• Yes, if you have money, a high flying job, a liberal outlook on life and a circle of friends who are the same.

• The main reason you think they live a rather carefree life is because these expats are exactly the demographic that would risk it all to move to a new city and start afresh. The ones that are unhappy and grumbling about life are back home (like most Singaporeans).

• Well, their mid level salary and benefits package already win locals by a mile for one. That plus having the same relaxed/wlb attitude they have back home, of course they are going to have it better. Why the hell would they come otherwise

Former Expat in Singapore shares his views

As a former expat that used to live in Singapore.

The biggest thing holding back any expat from living in their home country so carefree is precisely because there are societal pressures at home.

And in Singapore the pressure to live a certain way is in my opinion is much much stronger compared to other countries because Singapore is so small and everyone sees everyone so regularly.

So I would think it’s impossible unless you move out of Singapore. And funnily enough the Singaporean expats that I encountered in Europe and the US were way more open minded so i think the societal pressures at home play a big part

My boyfriend and I were queueing at NTUC to pay for our groceries. I needed some tissue so he dug his bag trying to take out his humongous pack of tissue for me.

He pulled out the pack of tissue, and his little stash of condoms flew out – dropping on the ground with a loud thud, springing open and all the condoms flying everywhere.

We don’t know if anyone saw it, but I had to keep flashing my engagement ring, you know, to show that we are not tweens trying to get some.

Then I realise we were wearing work clothes, so probably nobody will think we are tweens anymore. Time flies.

Netizens’ comments

• they r prob thinking u r 2 working colleagues having a tryst after work

• flashing the ring is worse leh….could be extra marital affair sia

• Better than when I was in sec school, playing truth and dare, then I was dared to buy condom at 7-11 just for fun..the cashier kept staring at me.

• Nothing wrong with that, it’s just a couple looking to have fun with safetY.

I’m not sure what to make of this but I suppose I’m just writing here to talk about it since I’ve never really told anyone about it even though I’m still a bit shaken by it. I’m a female secondary student fresh into upper sec if that’s useful information.

So around 7.05 earlier I was going to make my way to school with my father who was driving me. As usual, I followed him from the HDB to the carpark and everything was normal. There was an uncle passing us by as we headed to our car but I didn’t think of much of it at first. However, as I was going to get into the car after placing my things in the backseat, I noticed that the uncle was standing right at the door to the stairwell, just… staring at me while I was going to enter the car. He was standing still like that standing deadpan goat meme and I was instantly freaking frightened by the sight of him.

I still got into the car and I told my father about him. My father then looked at the door to check him out and it wasn’t long before the uncle started to walk off already. I thought that was the end of it, but then while my father drove out of the carpark I saw the uncle again, standing still and just staring at what I’m pretty sure is our car. I was genuinely scared lol and I hope I never see him again, so weird

So yea just wanted someplace to talk about it yk lol

A netizen shared a similar experience:

• Had an old man in broad daylight walking towards my friend and me. But because of a huge tree, the area was quite shady. My friend must have seen something and started to pull my sleeve. Me being a big sotong kept staring at him trying to see why my friend was so terrified. When he was near, then I realised he whipped out his dark and wrinkled d. I pointed at him and laughed really loud then he kept it away. Trust me, despite my reaction. I was actually scared as well.

• Well, some uncles like to stare at young girls. I believe got people post similar experiences before. Just be careful and make sure to get a male family member to accompany you. Worse case walk in public. My gf also kena some weird guy before. Lucky she was with her family. Since that incident as long I around I make sure she infornt of me or if really cannot I will look downwards when we use escalator.

Isn’t it incredible when a polite, friendly guy is surprisingly dominant in bed?

So I slept with one of my best friends this weekend for the 2nd time. The first time we did was a month ago after we’d been out drinking, and it was very… tender? And like we were learning each other’s bodies.

He is an awesome person, one of the most kind and caring friends I have. He has such a genuine personality and the most warm smile… it felt really good being with him that night, and it hasn’t messed up our friendship at all.

We haven’t had a chance to hang out since then. When we saw each other this weekend, I was really hoping it would happen again but I wasn’t sure if he was feeling it.

We went out with a group of friends, and when we were at the bar he started by gently brushing my arm and whispering in my ear – talking about what he would do to me when we get home, how he was going to make me dripping wet, how my body was driving him wild…

it was so hot hearing him breathe these sentences in my ear and still having to act normal in front of everyone.

It escalated for a few hours, and by the time we started kissing I felt like I was going to explode! His hands were so warm, he knew exactly where to touch me. Just as we were about to start penetration, he grabbed my face and said “I’m going to be a bit rough, is that okay?” I melted.

This second time was so different from the first. He completely took control and held me down on the bed, sometimes he’d choke me or cover my mouth.

It was so hot seeing this cute, polite boy transform into a dominant, powerful machine haha I keep thinking about it.

Anyway point being, I absolutely love when a guy surprises me in bed like that!

My wife is my roommate.

My wife and I are both 52, together for about 30 years-27 of those married. We used to be very active in bed when we were younger and it seemed like we f-ed all the time, trying different things and in different places.

Once we started having kids things began to change. I completely understand that this happens but had hoped as our kids got older she might regain some of her earlier drive and adventure.

Unfortunately, that has not happened. Where we once might get spontaneous and f in the middle of the day, wherever we were, we now only have it some nights after going to bed.

And this is only when I am told by her that I should come to bed-no build-up, flirting, or simple seduction like when we first got together.

Both of our kids are now adults and mainly out of the house. We have plenty of opportunities to rekindle some of our spark but I see no effort from her.

She says she is interested and that nothing is wrong but every time I attempt to flirt I get a lukewarm response if any at all.

It just seems like we are roommates and as much as I want to see that change I don’t see promise. I have discussed this with her many times and every time I do there seems to be one more thing that holds her up.

She said I drank too much so I quit about a year ago. She said she wanted me to spend more time at home so I do. I help do things around the house and offer to do more. I’m no selfless saint but I feel I am giving what she asks for but not getting the result I expect.

Making love is not only a way for me to maintain a connection with her but it also helps me relieve stress. I end up just pleasuring myself more than my wife does, just to take some edge off.

27M Recently found out I absolutely love sharing my GF

I’ve been with my GF (22F) for almost 3 years now and we are always exploring something new together, but few months ago I’ve stumbled upon an idea of sharing her with another guy.

We have a peak communication and it’s easy to talk about anything with her. At first she was not into it that much but after few months we decided to try it.

I’ve got my friend over, he was not informed on what we planned to do. We had a night of fun talks, few drinks, and then is when things went wild.

Long story short, after it hit, we got all cuddly and as it was hot we took our clothes off. She suddenly started giving blowing me. After few minutes I’ve asked her if she would like to give head to my friend, which she happily did.

Things went perfectly and everyone had so much fun, but the catch is, I think I’ve got addicted on sharing her with my friends, I can’t stop thinking about random situations where I’d just ask her to “help out” my friend. It gets me incredibly turned on and we don’t do it as much as I’d want it.

Also I’ve realized that showing her off makes me way too turned on than it should, can’t stop thinking about how hot and good in bed she is and that is probably why I want to share her so much, that moment when they get off, when they try her, when she goes down on them and their eyes go into the back of their heads. It’s just amazing!

Feel free to say anything, just had to get this off my chest, and also thank you for reading

Netizens’ comments

1. I’ve got my own opinion about these kind of things and the people involved, but that doesn’t matter as long as you are happy and not hurting anyone i guess.
2. As long as no one gets hurt, do your thing.
3. You’re about to find out you absolutely hate it when she leaves you.