Suddenly recalled something that I refuse to remember. My family used to live on the ground floor of block 603 in Woodlands. At the back of our kitchen window faces a small grassed area where we had plants of our own and sometimes mom would ask me to water them whenever it doesn't rain. I spent a significant amount of time playing around our own personal HDB backyard.
I remember this one time me and my sister, or maybe my childhood friend possibly, dug up a small hole in the soil to see how deep we could go. It's a hole the size and width of my fist only but big enough to look thru.
After awhile of digging, we reached a point where there's only water and no more soil to pick up. Then, I don't know who started and what made either one of us to try, we lowered our head towards it and heard voices of a man from the hole.
I remembered how it sound like. It was a low male voice, Kinda had some acoustic from being in a hole too, and sort of directional as well. What I mean is Whatever it was, was definitely telling us to do something though I can't remember what it is.
My sister heard it too and told my mom who was washing the dishes from the kitchen. She then made us cover back the hole. I haven't thought of that incident ever since but now realize how creepy and not normal it was. This happened back in 1998. I was about 5 years old. It definitely happened.
tell u go home watch ninja turtles dun play with hole in the ground
that sounds awesome, probably a pedo