Ma used to tell me that my great grandfather appeared to me the night after he was interred. I was three years old then and was a very talkative kid. I recall my Apong I_ _ _ _ as a mestizo with booming voice and laughter. There was even a time when I thought he was Lincoln (only that his head is all white).
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| Abraham Lincoln image from wikipedia |
Going back to the apparition. According to Ma, the entire family was then in the living room and across the sofa chair where I was seated, was the staircase. Ma said she almost screamed when out of nowhere, I said "Ni Apong I----, agtugtugaw." (Apong is sitting). I was then pointing at the top part of the stairs. What is strange is more than 30 years after, I can recall what I said and what I saw although the image now is not as vivid as it was when I was younger. I recall seeing "Lincoln" with white hair wearing thin white clothes. Now, I am not certain whether it was really what it was or just an imagination. But old folks always say that ghosts appear to unsuspecting children, so probably, it was real.
SECOND ENCOUNTER:
In the early 80's, my Pa's brother passed away. We went home to the province for the wake. I was then in grade school. It is customary for people in the province to serve visitors some soup or coffee during the wake. My relatives were cooking "Miki" and I was "helping" them mess up the kitchen by crushing the atchuete seeds or "annatto seeds" (Y, finally I found out what it's called in English). I was seated near the window where I can see the posts of the clothesline. On the post, a fishtrap made of bamboo was hanging (It looked like the photo below, well almost).
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| bamboo fishtrap image from www.weiku.com |
I can also see some visitors playing "pekwa" on a table and the light therefrom somehow illuminated the clothesline area. Then the fishtrap moved and I saw a figure that looked like a snake's head coming out from the top part. I called the attention of one of the "manangs" in the kitchen. There were screams in the room. Mga adik!!!! They called my Pa's uncle and told him what I (and they) saw. The uncle went out to check, but saw nothing. Again, was it just my imagination? If yes, then my imagination is contagious!
THIRD ENCOUNTER:
Early 90's I was already in college. It was summer time (month of May)and my younger cousins from the city spent their summer vacation in the province.We just had breakfast and was hurrying to clean the table before we head to the backyard to play. Our grand aunt will water her calamansi trees that day and rented a water pump for the task. Then, that eerie, hair-raising smell was suddenly in the air. We jumped out of our house and again screaming, of course. It was the smell of burning candle and flowers. Ngiiii! I'm still having goosebumps while composing this post. It was so scary! It was more scary this time because I'm older and with enough discernment to distinguish what's imagination and what's real. Until now, I don't know where the smell came from. My Ma told me that probably, my deceased grandmother wanted to have her presence felt because her birthday is in May.
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| candle image from ehow.com |
WORKPLACE:
Both Y and Z can relate to this. They both had a creepy experience at work. I can't confirm yet because I haven't experienced anything, at least up to now. I hope I won't have any at all.
BOOOOOOOOO!!!!
Happy halloween everyone!
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