I've been reading stories from this page for the last few months and I really want to share my own experiences. I have several of them. Well, I have consulted someone before regarding my abilities to see "them". I may not be able to mention when I started seeing them but surely it was longer than I can remember. According to Kuya Mark (not his real name), I had this ability from the start and lucky than others, I only have it half-opened. He offered to fully open it for me but I refused because I didn't want to be called psycho or whatsoever. Sorry this may take long.
Anyways, on to my story.
I was born and raised in Baguio City. When I was a kid, I don't really believe in ghosts but I started to experience things that are not normal and it's weird because I was the only one experiencing them. We didn't have a permanent address then but we were in one part of Benguet, our house was near my dad's workplace (he's a policeman so it was near a police station).
Let me describe the place. The police station is just a few steps away from home. You need to climb up an open stairway on our backyard in order for you to reached the station. We share this house with our neighbours. It was called "bunk house" and it's kind of old (I think they built it over 40-50 years ago as well as the station).
At the back of the station, just beside our backyard is an old comfort room and this is the common comfort room we share with our neighbours. It was creepy and I always hated myself because I usually feel the urge to release at night. Given that this comfort room was not really accessible to our family, especially at night, my mom bought a chamber pot (arinola) for us to use when we needed to pee during the night.
I remember it was around 7:00 in the evening when I was asked to clean the chamber pot (me and my younger brother usually switched task in cleaning). It was totally dark and the only light I have is coming from a street light above the stairway, which was about 50 meters away from our backyard. I was beside the faucet and you really can't see the comfort room directly because there were pieces of galvanized (yero) between the backyard and the restroom. Behind this galvanized is a pathway going to another stairway down a place called Carpenters (it was a steep stairs and no one usually dares to walk at night because it's dark and creepy).
So, I was cleaning the chamber pot when something urged me to peep below the covered galvanized and I had a clear view of the comfort room. I didn't see anything. I was a brave kid then so I continued with my work, when I felt like peeping once more. This time, I wasn't that lucky. I did see something, or someone, I saw a white skirt! Yes, just a skirt but it was full of blood. I was a bit scared but I needed to confirm that my eyes were not playing some tricks on me. So I had the courage to walk behind the galvanized and horrified as I clearly remembered, the skirt belonged to a lady not more than her 30's. The skin was pale and no face shown, just covered with her long hair. Her white dress was torn and bloody.
I know a normal 10-year old girl will scream and run, so I did. I called my mom, run as fast as I could until I reached the house. I told my mom and she called my dad immediately. It was just a matter of seconds or maybe a minute. My dad, being a police officer, together with some bystanders went to check if someone was playing with me but didn't see anyone. They also went down to the stairs going to the Carpenters but they weren't able to catch anyone.
Nobody believed me after that, they said I was just scared since it was dark but I knew I didn't chickened out. She was real and I saw her again but that will be my next story... Hope you enjoyed my story and check out all the rest of it soon.
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