Laundry

This will be my first time to publish my story in this site. I was encouraged to share my personal experience after reading the stories. I may not have "the gift" to see the unseen but as normal as I am, I have also my personal experiences.

My first experience was way back elementary days. As far as I can remember, I was 8 years old at that time. My 2nd degree cousin, Kaylie and her grandmother (my grandmother's sister, Lola Anita) came to our house in Cebu City to have a vacation for a couple of weeks. Being the only child in an extended family at that time, I was extremely happy and excited that they will be staying over. Our subdivision at that time was new with few houses so I didn't have any playmates yet. We played all day and enjoyed so much. My cousin lives in Bohol so we only meet at rare occasions but we are very close like sisters.

Tired of playing all day, we decided that we should sleep together in our living room. We choose it there so we can watch tv before we sleep. Kaylie slept first while I was still watching "Beh bote nga". I was getting ready to doze off when I heard someone brushing clothes. Here in the Philippines, most women do hand washing rather than using washing machine. The sound I heard was like brushing a pants. It's impossible for anybody to be washing clothes late at night. It was around 11:30pm when that happened. As I listened harder, trying to figure out where it came from, the swishing and swashing sounds became louder so I wake Kaylie up and told her to listen. She said "Maybe there's someone in the poso (hand pump, source of water) washing clothes". I told her "It's impossible, everyone's asleep and we're the only people here." We tried to listen harder but it grew louder and louder and it even pumped our POSO harder. It's as if it was in a hurry finishing the laundry. My cousin suggested that we take a peak in the window to see who it was. Of course I said NO WAY! I feared that we might see something outside so what we did instead was to run in my grandparents' room and we awaken my Lola because we were already screaming.

We told her what happened but she said she didn't hear anything. It's weird though because the window of my lola's room is also facing the poso, just like the window in our living room and she should have heard it because the windows in her room were open. My Lola saw the fear in our faces so she let us sleep with her and my lolo. After what happened, we never slept in the living room again.

This is isn't the only scary event that happened in our house. There are a lot more. My Lola Anita said that there used to be a big mango tree in the place were our house stood. It was cut off when my grandparents bought the lot to build our house. She said there may be elementals living in our house with us. Creepy.