These incident happened a few years ago when I was still schooling. Back then Pulau Ubin was not as developed as it is now. Being in the Outdoor Activities Club, my group of friends and I always visited the island, be it for a day of cycling or just trekking around.

The incident I am about to relate happened to me during an initian camp for the freshies. We were there on the island for an overnight stay. After an early dinner break, the seniors assembled us, explaining the next activity that was to take place. It was 'night-walk'. They explained that they would bring us to the jetty and we will have to walk back to the campsite in groups. Heck, the lot of us thought that it wasn't much of a challenge, but the seniors added that we could only arm ourselves with a long stick and nothing else. Not even a torchlight or lighter. Meaning that we have to walk back to the campsite only guided by the moonlight. (Personally I do believe in the other side, just that I don't want to be a witness to one materialising.) So without any delay, we set off for the adventure. Nothing happened during the trek to the jetty. Then we were split into groups, and were sent back to the campsite. Truthfully speaking, I wasn't feeling anything, just normal. The instructors told us to try and appreciate the surrounding on our trek back.

So here I was, walking along with my partner, and then, I thought I saw something swoopping out of the corner of my eye. Thinking it was just one of the nocturnal animals, I shrugged it off. Then a few meters ahead, I saw it again. Still not thinking of anything wierd, I ignored it. Then I saw it - again. What happened next was related to me by my walking partner.

I crouched down on the ground, covered my ears and just started to scream. And I mean scream! Nothing he (my walking partner) did or said made me stop. Good thing we were not the last of the groups. The walk was timed such that we were to reach the campsite in the same order that we were sent from the jetty. The seniors were wondering why we were not there yet. Just then the group after us caught up. (I was still screaming my head off). They remained with me while my partner ran to the campsite for assistance. The seniors were shocked when they saw my partner running like crazy. He didn't even stop to give the password required. Needless to say they all rushed back to where I was crouching and screaming.

One of the seniors immediately pushed me to ground and took off one of my shoe (can't remember which foot). He squeezed my big toe and started reciting something. I was kicking and thrashing around like nobody's business. One of the seniors later claimed that I hit him hard in the stomach! I didn't remember that. After some time, I came out of the screaming fit. Without much talking, we all walked back to campsite, dragging me along.

Once we reached the campsite, the seniors asked me what happened. I told them. I don't know. My walking partner also didn't answer when asked the same question. During this time, the remaining people on the night-walk had reached the campsite and was crowding around and wanting to know what had happened back in the trail. The seniors shooed them away to the next activity. Only my partner and I stayed back. Only when all the crowd were at the next activity did I open up and relate what happened.

I told them about the 'something' at the corner of my eye on three occasions. But partner interrupted, saying that he didn't notice anything out of the ordinary. I then continued, saying that thinking it was normal, just kept quiet. I told them that I only don't recall anything after I saw the 'something' for the third time. I added that the next thing remember was the senior pressing on my big toe - hard.

I wasn't allowed to join the campfire (which was the highlight of the whole camp). For the rest of the stay (until the next day - noon), I was always accompanied by one of the seniors wherever I went. My hairs were all standing no matter what time it was when I was still there.

During one of the lull moments, the senior watching over me said that prior to the camp, a bunch of them had gone to the temple on the island, praying so that nothing would happen. Apparently, it didn't happen, because something did happen - to me. On our way back to the jetty for our ride back to Changi Point, we walked the same route as the night-walk. I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me, but the place where I waas screaming happened to be near a cemetery. I thanked my lucky stars that nothing really bad happened to me.

Later that same year, I attended another camp, with the same group of people at the same campsite. The incident that happened to me didn't even cross my mind. Or anyone's mind either. For one of the nights, each of us had to spend the night alone - solo night. Not thinking much, my friends and I were looking forward to the activity. The seniors explained what we were to do once we were assigned to our designated area.

We were then lead, one by one, to our designated area. As soon as I was assigned my place, I quickly set up my shelter for the night and started cooking dinner. We were not designated far from each other, because I could still see my friend's fire, but we were too far apart to speak to each other. The seniors were walking around, checking that everything was ok, that none of us were having any problems. After having my dinner, I went into my shelter to knock off. I was pretty knackered out by the day's activity.

Just as I was about to doze off, I heard one of them say, 'Eh, this one better keep an eye on. You got see right?'

'Shit, what man! Never have before. How come ah? Alamak...remember what happened the last time?'

'Eh, cannot be. Maybe she the only girl in the area lah. Keep watch. Tell the rest and make sure that there is always people walking in this area.'

I thought that they were just giving me an extra privilege. Boy, was I wrong.

But just then I felt something wierd. All my hair was standing on end. My mind started to wander off. Nah! I told myself, can't be that! I blamed it on my over-tired mind. I couldn't fall asleep, no matter how hard I tried. When it was time to wake up the next day, I still hadn't got a wink at all. We were instructed to pack up and return to campsite immediately. Groggily I followed instructions and trudged along.

One of the seniors walked beside me and she enquired, 'Did you sleep well last night?'

'No lah. Cannot sleep, even though I was tired. Other than that, I enjoyed the experience. Nothing happened...right?' At this point I was looking at her, but her face told me something else. With some hesitation she told me, 'There was something sitting on the tree branch above your shelter after you went in.'

No wonder...