About "plywood motel room."

The story about the plywood rental room that I told on The Go Radio three years ago was about me.

"People used to say ghost stories," sometimes it reconnects people who haven't seen each other for a long time. This is about my friend who hasn't seen each other for almost 20 years. One day he greeted me because he listened to a story I told him, and then he poked some memories he had, so he wanted me to tell him.

It happened about 18 years ago, when my friend was working in Bangkok, was an assistant chef of a Japanese restaurant in the mall. Life was going well. He had a girlfriend for many years until he was married. But at that time, his girlfriend was pregnant for three months. They were not ready for money, so they decided to find a cheap rental room to save money for birth.

That day he rode a motorcycle and found a room with his girlfriend, found an old tenement, a sign for rent, called and contacted the grocer's uncle across the street. He said that there was an empty room on the third floor, toilets for 900 and the fourth floor, toilets in 1600, so he chose the third floor.

The room was barricaded with plywood. The air was uncomfortable. There was a bloomer on top. There was another room, but it was locked. When he was about to rent it, he saw an old wooden closet on the outside. He asked his uncle if he could use it. He immediately forbade him to say that it belonged to the owner of the tower.

At first, everything seemed normal, but one of the strange things was that he often saw a woman walking through the bathroom, like a person living in a room next to him, but strangely, he never talked to each other, and he always disappeared into the room.

After about two months, in a prank, he sneaked the closet into his room, thinking that when he moved out, he would take it back. Shortly thereafter, his girlfriend started sleeping, talking like he was arguing with someone at night, saying, "Two people, you can't be with her." When he woke up, he said it was just a nightmare.

Then he started dreaming strangely, dreaming in his own room, and hearing the sound from the closet, and when he turned to see the closet door slowly open, and a woman came out and sat next to him, and looked at his face and smiled before saying, "I'm here." He refused, but the woman said it's okay. Just look at him, and then he came near, before he smiled his cheek, and then he went back into the closet like nothing had happened.

But the thing that made him remember his whole life happened in the last month before moving out. That night, he was lying with his girlfriend, suddenly felt that his girlfriend hugged him, smelled his cheek from behind. At first he didn't think anything, but for a while it started to be strange because the other person repeated the same thing without stopping.

So he tried to look, and he was shocked, seeing that his girlfriend was sleeping next to him, but what was hugging him was another woman, a swollen, scary face, but still smiling and bending down to smell his cheek.

At the time, he couldn't move, but tried to escape that feeling, until he finally gathered consciousness, recited the spell he had learned, and tried to push it away, before shouting until his girlfriend startled, everything disappeared, like nothing had ever happened, but he was lying about having a nightmare because he didn't want his girlfriend to be scared.

After that day, he endured several days of extreme fear until he moved out. His girlfriend returned home to the provinces first, leaving him alone. That day, he dreamed again, saw the same woman in the closet, looked like a neck tie, and tried to come in. He woke up in the morning, and noticed that the closet looked like a ajar.

That day, he never went back to his room again, rented a hotel until the day of the move, and when he told the whole story to his girlfriend, his girlfriend said that he actually found himself, too, from the first night he brought in the cupboard, dreaming that a woman was asking for her boyfriend.

On the day of storage, he took the cupboard back to the same place and went down to pay the rent with him. Before going back, he asked him who the person in the next room was because he was always walking by. He was confused and said that I only had him and two girlfriends. The room next to there was no one.

Then I told you that before that room belonged to a woman named Muay, the son of the tower owner, who disappeared for days, and then smelled unusually, and then found him tied his neck in a closet, a swollen body that had died for days.

The cupboard used to be thrown away, but the owner, unfortunately, put it there. After all the listening, my friend was speechless, because everything he found matched everything that happened in that room.

And since then, he has never dared to touch anything owned... especially the antiques in his motel room.

"If anyone wants to hear the full version, you can listen to the clip of The Ghost Radio. I'll put a link for my friends to watch." 🙏❤️

📌👉🏻 full story link on "" Plywood Rental Room. "

https://youtu.be/nhtLA0ZBPFQ?si=qnb8d4OrDr6J5Asj

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