I've had many experiences with ghosts and other beings in my life. Like these:
1. I was playing with my nephew in my room and my door was open. I was facing the entrance to our kitchen while hugging my nephew when I saw a hand with blood covering most of it passed by the kitchen.
2. My nephew and I were in the kitchen. We were eating breakfast. It was only the two of us at that time. We were fooling around and he suddenly went "hahaha you're always calling my name". I turned to him and said "no I wasn't" and laughed. My laughter soon died when I noticed that he was staring at the white wall beside me while smiling.
3. I was on my laptop one night. It was still 9 something. I was watching yt videos and playing games when I heard "Bluetooth mode". I remembered that our mini bluetooth speaker was outside. I thought it was a glitch bc it was broken but it still works. So I just ignored it. Until I heard another "bluetooth mode". It was supposed to say "ready to pair" but it instead repeated "bluetooth mode". Which means someone or something kept pushing the mode button that switches from bluetooth, to usb, and to radio. I ran to my parents' room bc I sure as hell don't want to hear "the bluetooth is connected successfully".
4. I was again minding my own business reading wattpad on 9 pm while my mom was asleep beside me. I was sleeping in my mom's room cos I was a paranoid lil shit. Then I heard a woman called me, "Lang?" (my nickname). I stopped and just looked at the door. The voice was coming from the kitchen and an image of a middle aged lady appeared in my head. I did not make any noise because I already watched too much movies that includes that exact scene.
5. I was sleeping in my room one night and I started to dream. No not dream. I was aware that I was sleeping and I was awake yet it felt like I was dreaming. I saw an image of a black smoke forming a figure above the ceiling with its hands on my hand. I was scared and I could actually feel the hand physically touching me. I wanted to pray but my mind went "nah, too tired". Then I remembered that I was wearing a rosary bead bracelet that my Tito (uncle) gave me on my right hand, the opposite hand that the dark figure was touching. I tried to pray in my mind first because I cannot move but I always seemed to be forgetting the rest of the prayer when it was just the Lord's Prayer and we pray it at our school every day. I tried to remember the rest of the prayer and forced my right hand to move and when I did, I made a sign of the cross before opening my eyes. I looked at the ceiling and saw a dark figure fading with the touch on my hand fading as well. It happened twice.
6. It was when I was in 7th grade. I was in the clinic of our school resting because I had a really bad stomach ache. I have heard of the spooky stories of our school (catholic, so yeah). I was lying down on my stomach while facing the wall near me. There was a Religious Education teacher in the clinic with me, doing her work as the registrar (it had two functions, clinic and registrar's office). My eyes were closed then and I felt someone put their hands on my back and rested their cheeks on mine. I did not move. An image appeared in my head. A lady, old one. Not thin, not chubby, just right. Looked like a nun. When it was gone, I sat up and asked the teacher if it was her (which I doubted because she was sitting on a swivel chair that would make noises in each action the sitter makes) and she said no and that we were the only people in the room.
7. It was black out then. I went to the kitchen to get some food and I felt someone breathed (?) on my neck. Thinking it was my brother, I swung my hand around. Only to hit air. And just then, I remembered that my brother already went out to the balcony before I even felt the breath.
8. Monday night, this week, I was on my phone. It was already late at night. I was already sleepy but I refuse to go to sleep. So I was on my phone and I heard a loud sound. Like an object fell down. Except, it seemed like it was on purpose. I pictured someone dropping the sack of cement that we have on our balcony. I was silent for a few minutes because I felt a presence at our balcony which was near to my room.
9. Last night. I was spinning my nephew around, playing with him, when I saw the emergency lights turned on. It was supposed to only turn on when there's no electricity or when it was plugged out of its socket. No one was there at the living room except us two. No black out happened.
10. Same night. I was already planning on sleeping but a roach went inside my room and disappeared and I wasn't gonna sleep in there without knowing that I have killed the roach. So I was in the living room again, finding ways on how to lure the roach out. While doing so, I noticed the emergency lights turned on again. I was alone at the living room, and still no blackout. So why the hell would it turn on. As I turned it off using the buttons, I realized something. Buttons, it had buttons. Another way of turning it on and off. But I was alone and I didn't touch the lights, wasn't even near it. Was I really alone?
11. I was lying on my bed late at night just browsing the internet. I heard someone lie down on one of the chairs in our living room which was only outside of my room. It was like my brother or father. It was a man. Then I heard the screen door opened, the wooden door came next. I was already so sleepy when I thought of things. I never heard my father's or brother's door opening. And if someone was to go out from the living room, the wooden door would open first and next comes the screen door. Not the other way around. And if someone went in, who? We were already inside and sleeping except me. The order the sounds must be (if coming in), screen door, wooden door, chair. Or (if coming out), chair, wooden door, screen door. Not chair, screen door, wooden door. The next day, I asked my dad and brother if one of them went to the living room or went out. Both of them said no.
12. Before, when my parents are away, my nephew sleeps with me cos I'm a paranoid lil shit. Yes, tables are turned here. His parents would sleep in their room and we would sleep in my parents' room (it was when I refused to sleep in my own room bcos of things). It was already bedtime, we were fooling around when we heard a sound in the kitchen. We stopped. I made a mental note to not go in the kitchen, and upin doing so, I shit you not, my nephew straight up looked at me and said "I want water. Get me water" I DID NOT GIVE HIM WATER! NOT EVEN A DROP! HE DOESN'T EVEN LOOK THIRSTY! It happened more than once. From then on, I would bring a glass of water with us when we sleep together. There was a time when I had a glass of water ready and he doesn't want to take it because he wanted me to get water from the kitchen. He wanted me to go out. To the kitchen.
13. Same thing happened as above. Only, my nephew was already asleep and I was still on my phone. I heard a sound in the kitchen and ignored it cos why pay attention to it? To feed them with your fear? STARVE, FUCKERS! But then this nephew of mine suddenly turned to me and said he wants water. I did not give him water but I sure did fed the fuckers fear that night.
14. (Not a ghost experience but a weird one). In my 9th/10th grade, I would always see my mom going to my room to wake me up. I know exactly when, how many knocks, and what would her exact words be. I would be dreaming and the scene would change to my mother walking to my room and my mind would know what happens. It was so accurate, it scared me. My point of view was on the top of my wardrobe which if you will go up there, you would see the living room because the walls aren't done all the way up. It happened althroughout the year. I would wake up and watch my mother in my head waking me up.
15. Not sure if this is a ghost experience but for some reason, every January, I would have a fever. Not a simple one. And it would last a whole week. That's not all. When the clock strikes 3 am, I would wake up with no feeling of tiredness or sleepiness. I wake up, look at the clock, sees it's 3am, stand up, go to the living room, sit down on the chair, stare at my reflection on our broken tv, and stay like that until the clock strikes 4/5. I would then return to my room and sleep. Which is really weird cos I feel like I have to do that but I wasn't even in control of my own body. If I was, I would go back to sleep. I wouldn't sit on the chair in the living room with only our balcony light illuminating the house because I'm a paranoid lil shit. I would stare at my reflection on our broken tv because I hate reflections because I watched too many movies that includes them and ghosts. But I did those anyway cos I wasn't in control on my body. I was just moving. My mind was still floating like I was dreaming but I was aware of my surroundings at the same time. Also, it always felt like I just spent a few minutes sitting there while staring back at my reflection (mulan type of shit). It only stops when my fever is gone. And since my fever won't go until a week later, I kept on doing that for a week on the first month of the year, for 2/3 years. No one in my family knew about this. When I told mom, she told them to look out for me and observe when I have a fever at specifically January. They never did get to see it tho. Because it already stopped a year before I told them. I never told them before because I only realized it at that time when two January's already went by and nothing happened.
I think that were all. I told my mom all of this and she said I might have gotten it from grandma. When grandma's mom died and it was her funeral back then, grandma was in their room. Already sleeping. Then she felt a fabric passed by her face. She woke up only to find her mom getting something from their wardrobe.
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