I'm Arci and I'm new here. I had read a lot of scary stories and different hunted places stories, so I was encouraged to share mine. I had experienced a lot of scary, freaky stuffs and this one that I'm going to share is the latest one.
I just graduated that time with my degree, and reviewing for my upcoming license exam which was held December, last year. I was then reviewing and attending review classes everyday.
The one day, after a very crucial week, I enjoyed my weekend sleeping. It was 9:00 am in the morning when I was awakened by my angry mom. She was demanding why I was not able to show her my graduation picture. Since I was tired from the last week's review, I told her I was to busy and that she don't need to be angry because I displayed it in my table for her to see if in case she go to my room. To cut the story short we had this long arguement. Well I was not able to recall all the things that happened then.
But according to my Mom, in the middle of our arguement, she noticed that my voice is different from my normal voice, she told me that, from being small it turn to big voice like a satan voice telling her this: "Hindi mo ako mapipigilan! Hindi ako matutulad sa'yo! Hindi ko hahayaang manalo ka sakin!" (translation: You can't stop me! I will not be like you! You can't win over me!") my eyes pure black as in no white part of my eyeball and then a satanic laugh.
What is the freakiest thing that my mom told me happened that day is that, in the middle of our fight, I was able to lift her up in the ceiling using my one hand as in she's lying in her belly and my hand is on her chest. Like you have a tray in your hand (By the way, my mom weighs 160 kg while I only weigh 115 kg) I was also able to bang her through the door while laughing hard. She was able to held me close holding my arms tight and she heard me say in a tiny voice "Tulungan mo ko! Ayoko na!" (translation: "Please help me! I don't want it anymore!") then after that, my father rush inside my room, held my head and pray hard. (My father is a member of our church he's like a pastor)
Then after that, What I only remember is that I'm crying in my father's lap, while he held me with my mom crying.
After that day, My father told us, that he saw a black shadow over my window (My window is facing a vacant lot. Next to that lot is a 3 storey house that is haunted) He also saw that shadow disappeared from my room after he prayed over my head.
It is not the first encounter of my family with that black ghost. I will share the other stories related that.