What I am about to tell you happened in one day. It was in 1994 and I was in my 4th year in college. In that year, I am already living with my late grandparent's house. There was only two of us staying in the old house, the male helper and myself. Of course when it's weekends I spend most of my day in my girlfriend's house. I always go home in the middle of the night, sometimes much later. But one saturday night, I went home like 11:45pm because I need to watch late news for my thesis. I have with me a voice recorder and was recording the news.
After sometime, I heard knocks at my door. I thought it was the helper who was knocking just to check if I am already home or sometimes just to tell me that I have phone calls from my parents who are staying in Tarlac. I answered, "narito na ako, naikandado ko na mga pinto..." (I am already here, I have locked all the doors in the house.) But nobody acknowledged my response, so I just kept on doing the recording. After a moment there was a knock at my door again. So I asked this time if there was a call from my parents. But nobody was answering. I told to myself that the next time he will knock again I will immediately open the door. And so it happened. This time the knockings was a little louder. So what I did was the moment I heard the knockings I jumped off to my bed and grab the doorknob.
As I opened the door there was no one outside my room. The long hallway going to the dinning area was empty and dark. I called on to our helper as I was heading to his quarter just beside the dinning area. As I got to his place, I called on him once again and there he was just waking up from my call. I asked him if he was the one knocking my door but he said that he just woke up. Truly, he just woke up because if he was the one making a fool of me, he couldn't get back that fast to his bed and get inside to his "kolambo"(mosquito net). When I got to his quarter, he was just waking and the kolambo was still neatly tucked in his bed mat. That is so mind boggling.
Annoyed, he asked me why I had aroused him from his sleep. I told him the story but does not want to believe because we were only two of us in the old house. Until I realized that I was still holding the voice recorder and played back what I have recorded. There it was he heard it crisp and clear. So, he grab a bolo and went around the house looking for some burglars that might have come in. I was just by the dinning area looking at him while he was doing a search. As he came back he told me that all the windows and doors were shut and there was no way someone could enter from the outside. That was the time he got afraid and told me what has happened to him that mid noon of the same day.
He said that while alone watching SST (a show hosted by Randy Santiago) beside the long dinning table, he saw one tablespoon swinging by itself. During that time, set of spoons, forks and cutleries were hanged in a carousel-like hangers. He said, that the weird thing about it was that only one tablespoon was swinging and the other utensils were just hanging. There was no wind coming from outside and he was all alone at that time. He said that he didn't mind what was happening and kept on watching the show. This time the spoon fell from the the hanger and it was still swinging until it fell to the floor. At that instance he got pretty scared, took the spoon from the floor, turned off the TV and went out towards the garden. I got so scared that night that I asked him to sleep inside my room.
I noticed that whenever the ghost in our house would let itself be felt, it would choose the moments that you are not scared or your mind was not thinking of scary stuffs.
There were lots of stories behind our old house. Stories we hear from our neighbors. I think that the ghost in our house has good intentions or just guarding our house. We lived in a not so good neighborhood. You know, were you will hear that some other house has been burglarized or victimized by "akyat-bahay". But since then until now, our house has been burglar-free. Nobody seems to dare to bust in our house especially at night. Even our own neighbors has been seeing white lady roaming our garden during the night, or sometimes coming down from the balcony stairs.
I realized that the ghost in our house, whoever it was is our house guardian and is giving luck to the house and it's inhabitant. To our resident ghost/ghosts, thank you for keeping us safe. And thanks to God who are always loving and caring.