I've been an avid lurker and reader on this site and I just want to let you all know that I love this group or community as I see a lot of people are active and helpful especially on sharing insights or advices on people's experiences.
Ok first thing I want to introduce my self and and a quick background. I'm a Filipino-American and my experiences will most probably on my younger years when I was living the Philippines and some here in the US.
I have been sensitive to the paranormal especially on my teenage years.
I have one particular experience when I was I think around elementary days that baffles me until today and I would like someone to tell me their insights on what my experience was about.
It started one night I was awakened by a huge sound of thunder outside our house. It was raining and thundering when I noticed that it was only me and other 2 brothers in the room. We had two rooms back then. One room where me and other 3 brothers with my mom and dad sleeps. The second room is for our houseboy or helper. That night my parents are not home and my youngest brother wasn't with us in the room as well.
I got up from the bed and walked out of the room and tried to look for them. Mind you it was still thundering with flashes of lightning outside and our house is dimly lit by some lights in the kitchen.
As I walked towards our kitchen I saw our houseboy sitting Indian style in the middle of the kitchen staring at me with red glowing eyes. I wasn't afraid or anything since I don't know about ghosts or paranormal or such. It just strikes me as odd that he was sitting that way and staring at me while sitting still. I never paid attention so I ignored him and went back to our family bedroom and back to sleep.
Nothing happened to me that night but I did ask my parents when morning came where they went. They haven't answered my questions back then and kept quiet.
As for the helper I didn't ask him what he was doing since I thought he was just doing his thing that night minding his own business.
Now here's where it gets interesting. Maybe around a few years after that incident when I was a little bit older and since I still recall that day, I asked again my mom what happened that night.
This is their story that finally she told me.
Apparently that night my youngest brother got sick with really high fever. They called a tricycle cab (it's like a motorcycle but has a passenger side for mode of transportation when hired). Now my mom and dad with my youngest brother are finally going to the hospital, they noticed the man kept on going a different route, a longer route somewhat like avoiding the path through a church. We live on a subdivision where they have to pass through a church to get out of the subdivision but in this particular case this man went to the back road, away from the church to go to the hospital. It started raining and thundering then my mom prayed and was already annoyed at the driver and insisted to drive them to the hospital that instant.
They finally reached the hospital and when they were going to pay the fare, my parents looked at the driver and at one split second they noticed his face morphed into like a demon like being with a scary grin at them. My parents got shocked and prayed and went inside the hospital.
That was their story but I want to know if what happened to me that night is somewhat connected to what happened to my parents.
What did I see on the kitchen because I sure remember those red glowing eyes staring at me.
Please help answer my question. Thank you.