About seven years ago, one of my neighbor told me a story of the house that we lived in. And we still live in that house today. She told me that there was an accident that had happened there before. My neighbor had forbidden me to tell anyone about the story that she is going to tell me, and she said to me that she will never tell me the accident in my home or near my home because the house might hear and might even come after me. I did not believe her, but I kept her words.
Some weeks passed by, I start seeing odd things. One of my first time was seeing a strange woman's shadow at my brother's window. I suspected nothing, and told no one because I know that no one will believe me. A couple of days later my family went to the laundry, and left me home alone. I was sitting on my brother's bed, when all of a sudden, I saw a shadow. It was a hand no bigger than mine reaching out to grab me. I jumped off and start cussing that it was nothing, nothing at all, and that it cannot scare me. But saying that was a big mistake.
I went to my grandma's house the next weekend, I was in the bath tub, just turned off the faucet and turned around when all of a sudden, the faucet turned itself on. A big fright jumped out of my veins. I turned around and there was nothing. I told myself that it's okay. But it was not, I again turned around, and there, it turned itself back on again. I quickly turned around and there was a hand, no bigger than mine, transparently turning the faucet off. I ran out to tell my grandma but she said, "It's nothing, it's just rats..."
I still said nothing to my parents. Months within months has passed, still I said not a word to anyone, but it keeps getting worse. I see ahead of me, and I hear behind my back. Everywhere I go, if there is a corner, I will see a white hand sticking out and waving at me. Every time I go to sleep, it sleeps next to me, snoring, and every time I wake up, it wakes up with me. I tell myself that it's nothing, it's probably that I breath too loud, but it wasn't. I even hold on my breath to test!
It just keeps getting worse and worse until I told my mom, that I am scared. She was shocked by then, I told her that I am scared to be by myself and that something uncanny keeps following me. After that, she called the shaman to help me. After he helped me, I started being normal, I don't hear or see anything no more.
But strange uncanny things still happens before another accident occurs. Before my dad passed away, I can hear it breathing loudly on my sister's bed. But after he passed away, I never heard it again. Also before my grandpa passed away, I can hear two people talking, and I can hear the ritual witchcraft that the shamans uses during their chanting.
About a couple of days later, he passed away. Once in a while, it still comes back to haunt me in my dream.