I am Victoria. I have always had the interest in listening to ghost stories. In fact, I always believed them. These are really true. My dads cousin, troy, was one day at his army camp. After taking a shower, he switched off the lights. Then he went down the stairs. Suddenly, the light turned on. He was not shocked, and just went back to switch off the light. Again, the light turned on. He was confused now, and thought someone was playing a trick on him. So, again he switched it off. The lights turned on again, and he saw a pontianak laughing and flying up near the ceilings. He ran and got on his motor cycle, and never wanted to come back.
Let me explain what is a pontianak. A pontianak is a women. They never come after women or girls like me, well because pontianaks die with their babies still in there stomachs. If you do not rub eggs under their armpits when they die, they will become one. They can be up in trees most of the time. Do not ever urinate under the tree or they will come after you.