He also claims to have heard the same sounds.
They all even attest to sometimes hearing what seemed to be people talking in the empty apartment next door.
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Updated 8 years ago,October 20, 2017
Weve already been down this road.
Andrea Boldizsar
As I mentioned then, belief and sensitivity in the supernatural is common in South East Asian culture.
Thus I would now like to share with you the sequel to this narrative.
Below are my friends accounts of their encounters with the unknown.
Zhang is married to a Swedish man, and his husband isnt at all religious or spiritual.
Chen was always his grandfathers favorite.
Days after the funeral, Zhang woke up in the middle of the night.
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He had heard somebodys clothes rustling.
Maybe Chen was turning in his sleep?
Zhang opened his eyes and saw a thin man standing in the middle of the room.
It was his grandfather, looking down at his sleeping elder brother.
Scared, Zhang shut eyes and pretended to sleep.
He could still sense a presence in the room, but he attempted to push down his fear.
Eventually, after what seemed like forever, he dozed off.
The next morning, he wasnt sure about what hed seen.
Maybe he was just dreaming or hallucinating?
He was creeped out, but he figured hed make a run at forget about the probably imaginary incident.
Then his brother got up from bed.
I dreamt grandpa was alive and came here to visit me.
Every time Zhang recounts the story to us or someone else, he shudders and gets goosebumps.
But this was the first real life ghost story Id ever heard, so it stuck with me.
We attended a Catholic school run by nuns, which stood directly behind the city cathedral.
The school offered bi-weekly piano lessons, which were held in one of the oldest sections of the school.
The piano area, as it was called, was basically just a series of small rooms.
These doors led to cramped rooms, each with space enough for only one piano and a bench.
One particular day, a 5th grader was practicing in one of the rooms.
The nun supervising her had left to check on someone else playing in another room.
The student carried on as normal.
As she leaned down to reach for her bag, she was met with a horrifying sight.
Finally, she calmed down enough to talk.
The teachers reinspected the piano room, but everything was normal.
The next day, rumors began flying.
They say a part of that former backyard used to be a graveyard for deceased priests and nuns.
Hitchhiker
I know someone from my childhood who used to work as a chef.
Lets call her Candy*.
Since she drove a motorcycle, she offered to rush to a nearby store around 7km away.
The house they were working for was settled on a hill.
Aside from other affluent peoples houses, there werent any stores or establishments in the area.
This particular instance, the road was empty.
Candy finished the errand, and began to drove back.
She was halfway on her journey when she felt a weight push against her back.
Candy was so shocked she nearly lost control of her motorbike.
She concentrated as hard as she could and revved the accelerator as fast as it would go.
She couldnt feel anything pressing up against her anymore.
She dared to glance at her rearview mirror again, and thankfully saw no one.
When she arrived at the house, she was trembling from terror.
To her astonishment, a couple of the politicians security guards chuckled and told her this was normal.
Apparently, a few other motorists living in the area also endured the same encounter.
One of them was my best friend, Dexter*.
I always dismissed it as just childish wishful thinking.
However, his particular narration of this event made me reconsider.
During that storm in 2011, a river over-flooded killing countless people.
Funeral homes were packed with people paying their last respects to their departed loved ones.
Additionally, there was no electricity or water.
Stores, malls, grocery shops, gasoline stations, etc.
were completely shut down.
It was maybe two nights after the tragedy that Dexter, Betty, and Nancy decided to meet up.
Ultimately they managed to find a diner where they ate dinner.
Around 8PM, they took a walk to get some fresh air before heading home.
They passed by one of the funeral parlors.
Betty and Nancy were busily chatting, when Dexter suddenly gripped both their arms.
His hands were ice cold and sweaty.
They looked at him and saw his face was pale.
Someones following us,Dexter whispered.
Betty and Nancy looked around.
The ghost of the little girl was also there.
Both Betty and Nancy state they believe in Dexter.
This is a different incident, but involves the same people.
Years before the storm happened, Betty and the others had just moved to the city.
Betty was living in an apartment with one of her familys house maids.
She also sometimes felt as though someone was staring at her.
Betty didnt mention this conversation to anyone else.
One day, Dexter and Nancy visited her apartment for the first time.
Nancy left quickly as she had a group project she needed to finish.
Dexter stayed for a sleepover.
He and Betty were sitting in the dining room while the maid cooked dinner.
Betty was taken aback, but she said,Only Manang (the maid).
She mentioned a few weeks ago that she thought she heard some weird noises coming from next door.
I told her its probably the neighbors downstairs.
At first, Betty waved off Dexters seemingly silly comment.
But eventually, she herself began to hear the footsteps and the eerie feeling of being watched by someone.
That apartment never did get rented out the entire 5 years they lived there.
A Village Monster?
This account is from another of my high school classmates, Anjie*.
Anjie lives in a gated subdivision.
One evening, Anjie was in her bedroom hanging out with her cousin, Lisa*.
They were talking about Lisas love life and Anjie was giving her a sermon regarding a boy.
Suddenly, Lisa said to her,Shut up.
It was then Anjie heard what seemed like giant bat wings flapping, accompanied by an inhuman voice cackling.
The two girls huddled together in fear.
Anjies mom walked in to their bedroom, wide-eyed,Do you girls hear that?
The peculiar animalistic sounds seemed to last for an entire 10 minutes.
When it was over, they cautiously opened the window to see what was going on.
They spotted their neighbors doing the same.
Some had even wandered outside on the street.
Knock-Knock
Its not often I hear a white person recount a creepy experience.
Usually, its fellow Filipinos and other Asians who are more keen to believe in the supernatural.
Most people here in Europe dismiss the idea of ghosts, spirits, or whatnot.
I met one girl, though, that had a questionable experience.
Sarah* is my husbands best friends girlfriend.
This was around autumn, and the camping area was deserted.
Sarahs friend went to open it, but when she did, there was no one there.
The Ex
My ex is a very logical nerd.
All that changed one night.
He had just finished brushing his teeth and decided he wanted to read a book.
He placed his phone on his study table so that he wouldnt get interrupted in case I texted him.
He walked to his bed, settled in, and began reading.
Without warning, he felt his bed lurch.
Terrified, he tossed his book and grabbed the blanket over his bed.
Approximately two minutes passed, and the bed stopped moving.
He began to calm down and told himself it was probably just an earthquake.
Suddenly, from across the room, his phone started playing music.
Losing what little composure he had left, he ran out and went straight to his parents bedroom.
When he told them what happened, they laughed in his face.
He slept with them in their bed that night.
