By C.P. Cabrera
At 17, Paul was at the peak of his heatlh. He exercised daily and did weights to bulk up his body. He practiced his backetball skills often, making him good enough to join his school batch’s team in the ongoing alumni basketball tournament.
One sunday, Paul came home sweaty and tired from the basketball game. His team had lost, failing to qualify for the championship match. They gave their all but it wasn’t good enough. After the heartbreaking loss, Paul declined his teammates’ invitation to hang out.
He decided instead to just go home and relax the rest of the day. Besides, he still had to study for his algebra exam the following day. Paul lived with his parents and two sisters in a modest two-story house in a private subdivision.
His parents were able to provide their children with quality education and a comfortable home. Paul had a room to himself while his younger sisters had another. They share a connecting bath.
That morning, Paul discovered a workman was installing new windows in his room. Paul had been bugging his parents about getting someone to fix his rusty windows before the rainy season started. In his attempts to pull them closed, he had already managed to break several of the hinges.
Paul took a quick shower to wash off the grime and sweat from his body. Seeing that the workman hadn’t finished, Paul lay down on a bed in his sister’s room. He tried to keep awake but was unable to keep his open. Just a quick nap, he thought.
After what seemed like 30 minutes, Paul woke up. He had this feeling that he was tied down to the bed and couldn’t move. As his eyes came into focus, he saw a female figure floating a foot above him. At first he thought it was his sister, Penny, scaring him for sleeping on her bed.
But the figure was old and had long flowing black their with streaks of white. And he just knew that she was floating. He tried to scream but he couldn’t open his mouth or get his vocal chords to work.
The female figure looked him up and down, her gaze taking in every detail of his body. as if weighing him like a piece of meat. After what seemed like an hour of bearing the female’s stare, she suddenly disappeared.
One second she was there and in the next blink she was gone. Much to Paul’s relief, he could move again. He shot out of bed and ran to his room, surprising the workman that was still working on his windows.
Recovering from his fright, Paul went around the house looking for the woman. He interviewed the household help but they hadn’t seen anyone fitting her description. Unsure whether he had just dreamt it all, Paul looked for his sisters or his mother to verify their whereabouts.
They might be playing a trick on me, he thought . But they weren’t in the house; they had been gone since early morning and weren’t coming home until dinner time.
Who was that woman? Paul thought. He busied himself with his homework and played a few games on his playstation to take his mind off what happened. When the rest of his family got home, Penny pulled hime to one side. “You’ve been in my room, haven’t you?” she said.
“Huh? How did you know?Paul asked, perplexed. “Never mind how I know. Just don’t enter my room without permission again, okay?” said Penny as she walked away, not even waiting for Paul to answer.