In my hometown there's an urban legend that everyone growing up here knows of. It's of a woman who was raped in the army tunnels by Japanese soldiers, and hung herself from a poinciana tree when she found out she was pregnant. Hence, she is known as the poinciana woman.

So one night when I was around 12, my little brother being 9; my eldest siblings went to the army tunnels to smoke weed. Teenagers broke in there all the time, it was locked but you could climb up the concrete pillars on the outside to get in. They did just that, and whilst they were in there walking through the tunnels, they were calling out to her taunting her and taking it as a huge joke. They heard footsteps behind them, they were all standing still at the time, it's pitch black and you can't see a thing, that was enough for them to leg it out of there and go home.

They came home at around midnight, and went to bed. I was awake on the family computer in the lounge room and my mum was wasted listening to music way too loud on the television. My little brother was getting ready for bed in his room, when he came running out yelling, "CAN YOU HEAR THAT."

We were confused, he muted the TV and him and I stood by one of the windows listening. There was a hum, or a moan, you could slightly hear outside the window. It sounded like it was circling the house, from one window, to the next across the room and back. It gradually got louder as the wind picked up, the night was still to begin with and now it was like a storm circling the house. The woman's moan got so loud that my brother and I were on the floor covering our ears crying, it felt like it was in my head (my brother agrees with this). This went on for maybe 5-10 minutes before it suddenly just stopped, it did not decrease it just cut off and the wind stopped completely still again.

Mum heard nothing at the time, and doesn't remember this. My brother and I will be talking about it and he will tell me not to bring it up. I really still can't understand what happened, but I do believe they brought her back with them. What's even stranger is that after we moved from that house, I realised we had a poinciana tree outside of that window.