My Story: This story happened a few years ago when my brother was in his teenage years. It was around midnight and my brother was walking home after a party. He lighted up a cigarette and took a puff. Suddenly, he felt his hair standing. He turned behind and in a distance, he saw a woman in long hair wearing white floating quite far. He was wondering why the woman hadn't made a move on him yet.

Then suddenly it struck to him that the woman was a pontianak and that it was scared of fire. But, his cigarette was finishing! He digged inside his pocket and searched for the cigarette pack but it was empty! He then, ran like the wind and he could feel the pontianak breathing down his neck.

When he got home, he felt something scratch him by the back and he slammed the door. When he felt behind, his shirt wasn't torn but there were scratch marks on his body and it's still there 'til this day...