By Storm Angel
My unforgetabble experience during my high school life would probably be the “spooks”. I had my own share of scares but thakfully I was always with friends when they happened. Last June 2003, our school had their annual leadership training wherein my friends and I had to stay overnight in school. It was like any other night and it would’ve stayed that way if that child hadn’t appeared.
A group of student had gone to the comfort room beside the canteen. It was dark and only the light along the hallways illuminated their path. They were hurrying back to the session hall for dinner when they saw a little boy eating at one of the tables inside the canteen.
They tried talking to the child to ask him what was he doing in school at that time of the night and why he was alone. After several attempts of calling the child’s attention, they realized that the canteen was closed and there was no way for the kid to get in or out. The only way for the child to get in (or out) was to walk through the walls! Being a fan of the supernatural, I interviewed one of the witnesses. I asked her to describe what she saw and where she saw the child.
To my surprise, the child was sitting at the table where I usually eat! I quickly told my friends whom I shared the table with and wondered why the child chose to be there. There must be a reason. Months later, one of my friends related her own spooky story; She was sitting towards the front of her school bus, which is actually a converted passenger jeepney, when she felt cold.
At first, she didn’t pay attention to it because it was still early. She thought that maybe it was the morning chill. When they arrived at school, one of her busmates (who happened to have an open third eye) asked about the little boy sitting beside her.
“Ano ka ba? Ako lang kaya ang nakaupo doon sa harap kanina, ( What are you talking about? I’m the only one that sat in front.),” She said. “Hindi, nakita ko, may katabi kang bata kanina! ( No, I saw that a kid sitting beside you earlier!)”
That freaked her out as she made her way to her classroom. The next phenomena involved all six of us: We had out retreat early this 2004.
Because this was a religious gathering, we felt safe and spent the morning worry-free. As the retreat came to the close the mood became spooky as each of us shared ghost stories. We didn’t do this long since one of us was getting really frightened. That night during dinner, two of them decided to go to the restroom while the rest of us stayed.
After a couple of minutes, the two came back looking shocked and panicked. “May multo doon sa C.R.! There ‘s a ghost in the restroom!)” they said. “Ha? Ano bang nangyari? What? What happened?)” I asked. “Kaming dalawa lang doon sa C.R. Tapos bago umalis, pumunta muna kami sa mirror para magsuklay. Tapos nang paalis na kami, bigla kaming may narinig na nagflush doon sa isang cubicle! (The two of us were the only ones in the restroom. Before we left, we went to the mirror to brush our hair. As we left, we suddenly heard someone flush toilet in one of the cubicles!)” they said.”Sure ba kayo na kayong dalawa lang ang nandoon? ( Are you sure that you were the only two there?)” I replied. “OO naman, e di ba nandito kayong lahat (Of course, weren’t the rest of you all here?)” I checked the refectory and sure enough, all my classmates, my teachers, the helpers and even the priest were there.
In an attempt to forget the incident, we sat silently and ate dinner. Then we noticed a man and a woman peeking throught he windows. I was startled at first but calmed down after thinking that they might just be a couple of attendants making sure that everything was all right. “Tao iyan diba? (They’re human aren’t they?)” I asked. “oo, tao iyan. Kumain na nga lang tayo, ( Yes, they’re human. Let’s just eat.),”classmate said.
When we came home the next day, one of my classmates and I discussed the trip. “Ang creepy nga niyon tapos biglang may sumilip doon sa bintana. Akala ko nga multo na eh, pero attendants lang pala. (It was really creepy. Then there was a couple that peeked through the windows. I thought they were spirits but they were just attendants,),”I said. “Huh? Window saan (Huh? which window?) She asked.
“Doon sa refectory noong dinner. Di ba katabi pa nga namin yong table niyo. Doon sa may gilid, ang malalaking bintana (In the refectory during dinner. We were even beside your table, don’t you remember? There by the side, the big window),” I replied.
“Imposible iyon, may hukay doon sa may side ng window. Kahit sinong sumilip hindi kita doon kasi malalim iyon. Plus, wala naman kaming napansin na dumungaw ah. ( That’s impossible, the ground’s being dug up on the side of that window. Nobody can peek through there because the hole’s pretty deep. Plus, we didn’t notice anyone peeking), she said. Sigurado ka ba? Wala namang takutan! (Are you sure? Don’t scare me !)I said. “Seriously,” she said.
And if that wasn’t creepy enough, something happened to me recently: I was talking to one of my friends on the phone when we heard the voice of a little girl on the line. I continued talking, thinking it was just the TV at my friend’s house. She interupted me and asked. “Narinig mo ba iyon? (Did you hear that?)”
“Ang alin? ( Her what?)” I said.
“May narinig akong boses ng bata na nag-hi. ( I heard a child’s voice say hi ),”
she said “Narinig ko din iyon. Hindi ba iyon TV ninyo? ( I also heard it. Wasn’t that your TV” I asked. Hindi, ako lang mag-isa dito at naka off ang TV, ( No, I’m the only one here and the TV’s off), “she replied.
“Hindi rin ako nanoon ng TV. Wala namang bata dito at diyan sa inyo di ba? I’m not watching either. There’s no kid here or in your place, is there)? I asked. “Natatakot na’ko tama na, (I’m getting frightened. Stop it),” She said. Up to now, I still wonder: what do these ghost want from us?