This happened in Antipolo a long time ago when I was still at grade school. Let’s call this person Emilio. He was a happy-go-lucky, effeminate teenager then, who loves wandering, playing in the fields with friends.One night when he came home, his parents noticed he looked disturbed so they asked what had happened. He would not answer their queries and proceeded to their room to sleep. During that night while they are all asleep, they were suddenly awakened to his loud screaming. Emilio was screaming in an eerie voice and language they could not understand. He was lying on the mat twisting his neck to the side, arching his back alternately pushing and pounding on the mat with his hands. His eyes were closed; he was as if having a violent seizure. His parents immediately called for help from their neighbors. He sat down; eyes opened, with a frightening look, still speaking in a different language, and eerie, high-pitched voice. He came up against a wall pounding on it, jerking his body violently. "He sat down; eyes opened, with a frightening look, still speaking in a different language, and eerie, high-pitched voice. He came up against a wall pounding on it, jerking his body violently"Their neighbors came in about three of them; they held him in his two arms and waist. They were thrown away; one even fell down the floor. More people came in to hold him, about six; he was inexplicably strong. He was spitting on them, shouting on them. After awhile he calmed down and they were able to lay him down. More outbursts that are violent happened through the night until the morning. One of the neighbors actually jumped through the window in one of his outbursts. He was a bit sleepy and got shocked by Emilio’s sudden outrage. His parents called-in an “arbularyo” (herbal or folk doctor). The “arbularyo” was trying to cure Emilio but he suddenly spitted on his face and punched him. This herbal doctor ran away and another one came. A priest also cameHe got well and shared to us that while he was unconscious; he dreamed that a spirit living in the remote areas of the fields was talking to him. The spirit was asking him to come and live with them in their world. Submitted by:Marlon CanonizadoPhilippines
I work in a manufacturing plant. It is a continuously operating manufacturing plant, 7 days a week, 24 hours a day, 365 days a week. The manufacturing plant has machines for making fiber cement, operators who drive the machines, mechanics, electricians, supervisors, and managers. The plant is situated in a once isolated place; rumors say that the place was once a dumping site for salvage victims. The following stories happened in this manufacturing plant.
"The 6-foot guy is very dark, the face was not recognizable and he was wearing “barong” (traditional men's formal wear of the Philippines). Corpses once inside the coffin usually wear this garment."
I was on duty that night; it was a few days before New Year’s Day. I was making the usual rounds at my department when I heard on the two-way radio people talking about ghosts at the laboratory. I decided to check it out. There was this operator who was very pale, very frightened and still couldn’t believe what he saw. He is assigned at the wastewater treatment area just outside the manufacturing building and after fulfilling duties there, he was on his way to the laboratory to do certain tests. Walking towards the laboratory, he noticed someone at the mixer area, on top of the platform, not far away from where he is. There he saw who he thought was his supervisor, the only 6-foot guy in the plant. He noticed that he was not wearing a hard hat, which is mandatory to people in the plant. This prompted him to remind the guy so he went closer. Walking towards the 6-foot guy he little by little, realized that this was not his supervisor. The 6-foot guy is very dark, the face was not recognizable and he was wearing “barong” (traditional men's formal wear of the Philippines). Corpses once inside the coffin usually wear this garment. He immediately ran to the laboratory and there he met his supervisor and shared his story. They tried to look for the guy but couldn’t find him anywhere and that is what I heard on the radio.
At another time, one manager was working late at night. She was alone in the office upstairs of the laboratory. After finishing work she decided to go home locking the door and going down the stairs. A few steps away from the bottom of the stairs, she realized she left something, so she turned around and started her way back up to the office. At the bottom of the stairs, she saw someone above, a few steps near the door of the office, walking towards it, opened it, and went inside. Thinking it was a colleague she was not surprised. Making her way up and through the door of the office, she called out for someone but to her bewilderment, there was nobody there!
"Along side the path they would take, opposite the building are grassy grounds with few trees spread very far apart. It is from this area that you would hear someone calling out to you during the night."
There are plenty of occasions when you would hear someone calling out to you but there was no one there. All my forklift operators had the same story to tell. Part of their duties is to bring the trash in a designated place about 200 meters outside the building. Along side the path they would take, opposite the building are grassy grounds with few trees spread very far apart. It is from this area that you would hear someone calling out to you during the night. I did not buy the story immediately when I first heard it until it personally happened to me. I rode a forklift outside, to check out the place where we put our trash. I stopped at the area observing it when I heard someone calling at me. I tried to look around but saw no one. Then I heard it again two more times. Looking around once more where it is coming from, the grassy lot. There was really no one there. The trees are tall and slender, branches are high, and short it is impossible to hide someone. The area has lampposts and is illuminated enough to be able to see anyone if a person is indeed there. Remembering their ghost story, I decided to return to the building as fast as I could.
Janitors who are left alone during the night to clean up or guards who do rounds alone upstairs in the administrative building area would often hear wailing sounds, the sound of spoon hitting a glass as if stirring up coffee, footsteps, etc.
I still work in this manufacturing plant and my activities have somehow been affected by these stories and experiences. I no longer use the photocopier at the admin office during nighttime, no trips outside to the trash area, and no trips to the laboratory alone. Yes, I am afraid, but I am still looking forward for more ghost stories that are soon to happen here!
Story Submitted By:Jeoffrey CastilloPhilippines
A few years ago, my friends and I planned a vacation trip to Kuala Lumpur. Everyone was looking forward to the 'Mega Sale' in the city. We budget our spending for the hotel, thinking there was no point on spending so much money for a place to sleep.
A friend recommended one of the cheapest hotel in the city, that's also very near to our shopping spots as well as some of the city's most happening areas. The only turn off was that it is haunted. We figured if we don't think about it, then we won't create it.
On the first night of our stay, things were fine although my heart was a little unsettled for Some reason. Being known in the group who always happen to see 'things', I was told to not ruin our stay and keep my mouth shut even if I do see 'it'. At least until we check out.
"I had an eerie feeling of someone being inside already, even though there was no one. The lift went up really slow, and I can hear it creaking" Day 2 was when it all began. It was late at night and we were done with our shopping. I was the last to go back to the hotel and all of them were probably up in the room taking their shower. As I went into the lift, I had an eerie feeling of someone being inside already, even though there was no one. The lift went up really slow, and I can hear it creaking. I toldmyself that this is a very old hotel and it is perfectly normal to hear noises. Then, I felt someone standing behind me, real close. I gathered my courage and turned back and see. No one there. And yet, when I face forward again, I felt that presence behind meonce more. I kept telling myself that I must be imagining stuff. Finally, the lift stop at level 5 and I was so relieved. As I was ready to get out, the door was almost reluctant to open and let me out. It opened halfway for about 5 seconds, before slowly opening itself whole. I can't help but to feel that it was teasing me. "I felt that presence behind me once more. I kept telling myself that I must be imagining stuff. "
As I walked out the lift, again, I felt someone was following me and I got goosebumps. Not only did I feel 'it' was following me, but I almost felt like it was hovering above me. Again I look back, and up, to face it, but nothing there. My heart started beating really fast, as if telling me to start running, which I did. I felt this spirit was now trying to tag along to my room or something. I reached to my room and banged on the door. My friend opened the door for me and I rushed in. I was not sure if the spirit was in the room or not by then. "I felt this spirit was now trying to tag along to my room or something. I reached to my room and banged on the door."
Later, as I calmed down, I climbed onto the bed, and was trying to get some rest. My friends decided to go out to get some food but I passed, cos I was too tired. So as they left, I called up my fiance to chat and relax, as the room gets really quiet when no one is around. I lean my back against the wall in bed, as I talk to him. Suddenly someone tap on the wall right next to me. Thinking that it could be the tenant next door, I didn't bother about it. The next day, I realised that there was no guest room next door, but a locked AC room. I started getting goosebumps when I realized all this.
"someone was in the bathroom flushing the toilet repeatedly"We were all in McDonald's for lunch when I decided to tell my friends what happened. I can see one of my friend's eyes widen and she said, "So it was you who lead the ghost into our room!". She proceed telling us that on the same night, someone was in the bathroom flushing the toilet repeatedly. At first she was annoyed but was too tired to bother. As she turned around, she could see a dark figure standing at the edge of her bed. Later that day, a friend was going up into the room herself to get something. As she slide her card into the door, someone said Hi to her, but when she turned around, there was nobody there.
If you were to ask me if I would ever stay there again, I would say Yes, because it is STILLthe cheapest place to stay in town!Story Submitted by:Charlene Stewart USA
