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Our ancestral house is located in Malolos, Bulacan. It is the seat of the first congress of the Philippine Revolutionary Government of Gen. Aguinaldo during the revolution against the Spanish Government. And our ancestral house is obviously one of the oldest in our city. Currently, the city government has proclaimed that our house is one of the last surviving old house that has retained its original structure in our municipality.
Let me tell you one of my ghostly experience in this house. When I was 12yrs old, my family came to visit my grandmothers house during summer. One summer day, my father is tending the garden, my mom is with my aunt and with yaya doing the laundry under the stairs of our azotea (balcony). My two sibling were already playing at the garden. I over slept and woke up late that day at about 9:45am.
I proceeded to the long table where there are some breakfast left overs. So I grab a chair and started eating tocilog (fried garlic rice, sunny-side eggs and a tocino). While I was eating, somebody just passed by at my back. She walks so slow and without a noise just like my aunt. The vision in my peripherals shows a white blurry female figure and she just passed by behind me. Thinking it was my aunt, I asked to be served vinegar "auntie can you give me some vinegar, please?". She didn't answered so I glanced to where she came from until I am facing the direction of the big sala (living room).
To my surprise, nobody was there and I am virtually alone. I felt chilly air at that moment and strands of hair at the back of my neck all stood up. I remember that I left the table, run towards the balcony and went downstairs stepping 2 or 3 steps at a time and shouting "may multo! May multo!"(there's a ghost! There's a ghost!). And there I saw my aunt doing laundry with my mom and yaya.
It was comical and yet spooky. That is my first encounter with the ghost who is residing in our ancestral house. It is believed that that is the ghost of an old woman that has been adopted by my grandparents. She is said to have no known relatives so my grandparents took her and made her yaya for my father, my uncle and my aunt when they were still small. My father told me that she died in our house in her quarters because of old age.
Last edited by BlindingAngel; 14th Feb 2010 Sun at 16:13..
I was searching online for some similar stories to what happened to me two nights ago.
I was sleeping at a friend's house and he had moved out but still had things at the apartment so I told him I would stay there and make sure everything would be ok. I put on a movie and waited for my wife to get off work, I ended up passing out and she ended up coming to the apartment around 1:50. She put on a movie and we passed out around 3:00. My wife heard some whispers then went back to sleep she didn't wake me up to tell me then a few minutes later I was woken up suddenly and I looked up I could move everything then the bed mattress started to indent like something or someone was walking on it then it attacked me and held me down I could not move, I could not talk or scream then the worst of it all it was talking in my ear it sounded like gibberish but it was an evil deep voice and I could feel its breath in my ear almost like a dog was growling in my ear... Then it released me and I turned on every light I could and told it it's not welcome in this house it needs to leave, I was super cold, lots of goose bumps my wife could see and feel my fear. I also recited some lines from the bible and recited psalms 91 after that we kept hearing noises so we both slept in the car for the rest of the morning...
This is a compilation of stories from different employees working in the call center where I used to work. Our office was located in a building that was converted from a warehouse to two story office building situated in Cebu City, Philippines. I was at first skeptical about ghosts, but I am now a believer. After all the stories and first hand experiences, I now believe that the office is haunted.
They said that when the area was still a warehouse, there was a family who lived there, where the mother and her daughter were brutally killed by her husband, who later committed suicide.
It was twelve noon and I was still taking calls when I saw a reflection of a little girl on my computer monitor, wearing a Sunday dress, pass behind me. When I turned to look, no one was there.
Then days after, I heard that one of my male office mates was in the men's room when he saw the door through the mirror adjacent to the john slowly open. When he looked back, he saw a little girl sitting on the toilet bowl. He looked back facing the wall and closed his eyes and prayed the Lord's Prayer, "Our father." When he opened his eyes, he saw the little girl sitting in the wall urinal in front of him, reciting the prayer with him. He screamed to death, running out the men's room.
I also had an experience when I was sleeping under my workstation (even if it is not allowed, he he he he) that somebody choked me in my dreams while I was asleep. When I woke up, I saw my hands reaching out to my co-worker's foot, as what I had in my dream.
We have colleagues who can see the unseen. One time, my co-worker who had an open third eye, saw one of our co-workers who was taking calls in the corner of the office, under the wall-mounted split-type air conditioner with a man who she can only see. He was hanging from the air conditioner where his neck was tied with a rope. Apparently, this hanging man was staring at the girl below him, with his foot touching her head.
One incident was when two of my co-workers snuck in the training office. It was Sunday and there was no trainers there during Sundays. The two guys connected the chairs for them to lie down. One guy decided to go out since he was not comfortable with the area, while the other guy decided to sleep. The guy who stayed did not realize that his friend went out. When he called out to ask him to wake him up around 4 am, a little girl's voice answered him, "Yes, no problem." He got up and ran outside where he found his friend on his workstation. They went back to the room and found no one.
There are also incidents in the ladies room where they can hear a woman crying, singing or even calling their first names. People who are in training can hear whispers. Some can see faces reflected in their computer monitors. One of the managers has ashes on her work station even if she already cleaned the area the day before. She was told by her seat-mate, who has a third-eye, that she can see a burnt man who keeps visiting her work station.
The haunting kept on going for the next three years of our stay in that location. Fortunately, our company transferred to another location where we finally have our own building. Some employees claim that they can still see the little girl.
This happened about 7 or 8 years ago; when I was still 6 years old (I am 14 now). I was staying at a friend's house with his cousin, until nighttime, I had to go home, so they accompanied me.
On the way there, we walked across this old house. I swear that I saw someone, or something, on a rocking chair. I was staring at it while walking, and the person, who was on it, was a really tall, white/pale, lady with really long black hair and a white dress. She seemed to be holding a baby, rocking it.
She looked at me with somewhat sad eyes, and then she stared at the door in front of her.
I kind of got scared, (I was still 6 years old, so yeah) so I told Shaun and Vanessa to walks faster. The next day, I told them about what I saw, and they said that maybe it was the first people who lived there, years ago. They said that a family died by a fire, and I thought that I just saw the ghost of the Lady in white, with her baby.
Just after a few days after that, Shaun and I decided to look at the house again, and, since it was in summer, there was no cold wind, whatsoever. I felt a cold chill ran up to my spine, heard a whisper and saw a child-like figure looking at me from the window.
Shaun told me he felt it too.
Well, here is my first post. Sorry if it wasn't interesting or didn't have that many details, it was a few years ago so I can't really remember. I still have more before that, but I wanted to post this first. Thanks, everyone, for your time!
When I was still living in the Philippines, I went to a private school. I believe that most elders used to scare us little kids about how most of the schools in the Philippines was either, a cemetery or a hospital before it became a school. Basically, it's like telling us that most schools are haunted.
I actually, believed it when the elders told me this, because even when I was still a little kid and when I started going to school, I started seeing things that other people can't see.
Here's the layout of my school in first grade. When you enter the gate, the door is always open and right when you come in, is a big stage. (We pray everyday before we start doing our school work there that's why.)
Well, one day after school, me and my friend were sitting at the steps of the stage because both of our rides didn't come yet. There was no one else but us in the building because most of the teachers were in a room having a meeting. While we were sitting there, nothing to do... We started talking about random things until it got to the point where we started talking about ghosts. Oh yeah, in the back of the school is a catholic church by the way.
All of a sudden something passed by the big door. At first, me and my friends didn't really notice what it was because we were too busy with our conversation. Then all of a sudden, a big wind just hit us. But it was a sunny day. And then when we looked by the door, I saw a man who was dressed like a priest. It was headless, but the mad was holding its own head. I thought I was hallucinating but when I looked at my friend he himself looked really scared. I told him I don't want to talk about ghosts anymore because I'm scared enough already. But he didn't speak a word until ten minutes later.
When he was calmed down, he whispered to me, "did you see anything passed by the door? Something that's not really usual to you?". I was shocked. I told him I saw it too. I was thinking what if someone was pulling pranks on us but I don't really think so.
When you get out of the building through the door, If you look in your right is our cafeteria. Me and my friend were so anxious about what we saw we decided to ask the cafeteria lady. But when we asked her, she just looked startled and jokingly, asked us if me and my friend were insane or on drugs, for us to be talking nonsense. So it was only me and my friend who was there.
Last November of 2009, my boyfriend and I went to visit his mom and sister living in Novaliches. We arrived there around 8 in the evening and we had dinner. My boyfriend excused us for a smoke. So we went to the park of the village which is a few blocks away from their house.
We sat there talking and smoking when all of a sudden I glanced at the building where the gym was and I saw a man wearing a blue shirt. I ignored it thinking that it might be the caretaker of the village or the gym. My boyfriend and I continued to talk for a few more minutes when suddenly I noticed the man was standing behind him. I didn't see the face because he was gone in the blink of an eye. I just ignored it again because I could feel that he was of no harm.
We walked back to their house because it is getting late. We were to make a left turn when I had this feeling that someone or something is waiting for me. I looked what was ahead of us and I saw a black figure and its looks were making me shiver with fear. I tried to ignore it but I couldn't. I asked my boyfriend to hurry up and he asked why. I didn't even bother to answer I just ran he followed me running too. He knew that I had seen something not good so he ran too. I know the black evil thing is following me so when we stopped I cried and hid my face in my boyfriend's chest. He said, "In Jesus name, leave her alone." The spirit just ignored him and I could feel him just beside me so I didn't even bother to look. We hurried down back to house and he gave me something to drink so I could calm myself. We decided to sleep there.
Before we slept, I looked outside the window because the room that we were occupying was facing the street. I saw the same man looking in the window where we were. I just prayed and sleep.
I don't know what he is. I don't know what he wants from me. I know I can see the unseen but that was the scariest thing I ever saw. It literally scared the daylight out of me. What does he want? Can somebody explain it to me?
One morning (6:00am) in our house in Quezon City, my Grandmother is already awake. As she always does, she goes to the bathroom to brush her teeth, take a bath and everything.
On this occasion, after she brushed her teeth she looked at the mirror on the wall to see if her teeth are clean and she got shocked from what she saw in the mirror... She saw a Lady dressed in black wearing black lipstick and covered with blood. She had untidy hair and she was slamming the door.
Grandma closed her eyes and started thinking that when she opens her eyes the lady might disappear but when she looked back the lady was still there!
Then my grandmother started praying to our Father and the Lady in Black started praying to our Father TOO making fun of my grandma.
My Grand Mother passed out in the bathroom because she was so scared. After we saw our grandmother lying down on the bathroom we took her to her bed and later, she woke up.
She told us what happened after hearing her story. We then locked that comfort room until it was blessed. But still, after it has been blessed, I refuse to go in there no matter what!
If you are looking for the most haunted, I'd say this place I used to rent in Paranaque is the one. It is a big house situated in a subdivision. I transferred there with my girlfriend and her son (she's a single mom). The neighborhood was all smiling when we meet them just simple hi and hellos but you could see something inside them that they want to tell you something. We rented a room in that big house and you wouldn't believe it, we are only ones there and the owners didn't even want to stay there, they live in a subdivision close to it.
Things started to happen, footsteps running in the stairs, that feeling that someone is watching you hiding in the house. My girlfriend saw a human head (hair) walking outside the window which is 7 feet high!
So then we began to open up these things to our neighbors that they told us their stories.
* Two women neighbors just came from a party, it was 11pm they say, house is abandoned and they saw this catholic nun standing in front of the gates of the house in the middle of the night, it was about close to 10 meters they said when they notice that the nun was floating inches above the ground,, they run back fast as hell!
* A policeman who used to rent the same room we have to leave after a week stay, he says scratching on his windows won't stop and kept him awake all night, totally scared!
* The house was put to blessed due to this, Latin words appears on the walls on the stairs that same event, they were painted on after that.
* Billiard balls were heard hitting each other on the game room heard by the neighbors even though house is abandoned
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Those were some of the stories but my encounter was the smashed closing of the kitchen door when I was all alone in the dining table cleaning my. 38 handgun, I immediately points the gun towards it as I knew of the stories, I knew no way that the door would act by itself that way as it was the type with a snap-back spring and nobody was coming from there, so totally it was impossible, no wind and a man's effort is needed to do it.
I went out the kitchen door and fires 2 shots in the air about 10pm and what would you expect?, my neighbor came rushing to the main gate asking me if some trouble there is, I just told him I'm just testing my gun, I had to tell him what really happen the next morning.
Now the most chilling, the owners maid used to clean the whole house during Sundays and she would be fetch later before evening came and I was on c-shift so the poor girl is left there all alone. The owner later fetched her the next morning explaining there was an emergency she has to attend.
It was 11pm she says that she was in the sofa when she notices a lady in white outside the window and thinking it was her employer she rushes to it but the figure starts to transfer from the next window to another. All along she did not think anything of it as she was calling her employer's name trying to follow the direction until it stops on the last window. She says the white figure somewhat turned to her, hair covers her circular face and that's the time she was surprised and knocks off a candle in one of the drawers. She watched it fall down and as soon she turned back to the figure it was gone.
She tells the story afterward in the morning after I come home 6:30am, I tell you she was too brave and you don't see any rattling in her voice, she even told me the figure is not transparent as it covers the tree where she stops and when we got outside to check it out that morning we were surprise to see that the figure need to go through a locked small gate going to the back of the house.
It was the most chilling story I've heard that I tell you is 100% true
One time I met up this girl and we used to went out, she told me these stories of her having a third eye and was possessed one time she went with her friend to Baguio. So I told her about the house stories and in my car drove maybe 15-20 meters from my house with all the neighbors' house nearby, that time is 10pm I remember. I believe her so when I stop my car I turned to her she was not moving and just strain straight and she told me " It's the house to your left" describing it, she says house is very disturbed and could see things only she could see. And she told me these things in the house are looking our way. I mean how could she guess the right house? After a few weeks or so I stop seeing that chick, I don't want to be there when she got possessed!
Well we left that place some years ago by now, but I want to drop by there sometime and talked to my former neighbors for some new stories probably from the next ones that rented the place after me, for sure they have their stories to tell!...
Mommy Olga, a co-worker (who also happens to be a friend of mine) passed away on January 6, 2009 due to an immunity disorder called Systemic Lupus Erythematosus (SLE) which led to a cardiac arrest. She has been battling this ailment for years. I searched the Internet and I found *Only fully-registered users can see this link.*
My former colleagues scheduled to visit her wake after their shift. I took an emergency leave so I could also come with them.
I was in my condo room preparing the things I needed when I heard a tick-tocking sound. I tried searching for any watch or alarm clock left by my roommate. The sound moved from one side of the room to the other and sometimes the sound became louder as I left a specific corner. I searched for a couple of minutes and I found nothing so I finally ignored it and got prepared for the visit. The sound vanished when I returned to my room after I took a bath.
I asked my former colleagues if Mommy Olga wore a watch and they said she often did. I am unsure if that was her way of telling me that 'her time has come' or if that was just the sound of a bird chirping outside of my room's window.
Nate and Janice (my former colleagues) said they still smell the fragrance of Mommy Olga's perfume. Their thought of actually 'smelling' it might be psychological - I can't tell.
Chipper (their supervisor) said she had missed calls that registered Mommy Olga's cellphone number on the night she passed away. Chipper then sent a text message asking "what's up?" but she never got a reply. She spoke with Mommy Olga's brother and she found out that no one from their family called her during that time.
Anna (a new addition to their team) said that she received a re-sent text message coming from Mommy Olga that's about their plans of going abroad. She received it a day after Mommy Olga died.
Those sent chills to everyone but I was a bit skeptical because they lacked proof. Cellphones today are meant to record every text message sent and received; and track missed calls. They never showed us proof from their cellphones about those 'encounters'.
Before we left the funeral house, we decided to say 'goodbye' one last time to Mommy Olga. While we were standing beside her coffin, the lights surrounding that area flickered a couple of times. It was eerie, but I decided to ignore it and thought that maybe someone just tripped over the power chord or something.
My family rented a house for two years near our real house. My father didn't want to transfer there because its money to waste. We are 6 in the family and my mother has a friend who wants us to rent her newly bought house. Without knowing the story of that house we transferred there urgently.
I really don't know why our neighbors kept looking at us and seemed like they were hiding something from us. It had been a month. We have no new friends and they are our neighbors, until one time one of my friendly neighbor told us something about the house.
"Many people rented that house and no one can stay in it for a year, they only stay months."
I asked her why and she said that the real owner of the house was an old man who died in the room were my parents sleep. And my father's friend who rented that house before told him that his son also died there. I asked my father's friend if it is true, and he said yes.
Before we transferred in to that house, they helped to fix some part of the house and they saw foot prints of a boy. They wondered where it came from. No little child entered that place. Maybe he is the boy who died there, told the guy my brothers friend. One year passed so fast. We also experienced some scary things in that house. We experienced sounds every night coming from the comfort room but we just ignore it.
Also our maid told us her experiences every time she's alone in the house. Then one time at 3am I'm sleeping in my room, I dream a boy is at my feet, he's staring at me and I can't move my body! I really felt scared of that boy because he looked so scary. I can't recognize his face because its blank face. No nose, no eyes but I'm sure he is a boy, every night I experience that night mare that's why I slept in the room of my parents. Then I told my parents about my night mare and they were worried about me.
They also experienced some things inside the house but they just ignored it. I tell it to my friend. She also experienced one night she came to the house and want to visit me. She knocked and somebody answered. She thought that's me but that time the whole family was in the night swimming pool. One of my neighbors tells her. She run and cried to her mother because she was really scared. Finally we transfer to our real house and thank God he saved us from bad spirits.
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