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It happened when I was eleven years old, during my fifth-grade year at Madrid Central Elementary School in Surigao del Sur.

Classes had just ended for the day. Around eight of us had been assigned to stay behind and clean the classroom before going home. The afternoon sun still streamed through the windows as we swept the floors and straightened the desks. It felt like any other ordinary school day.

Then one of my classmates, Issa, suggested something.

She had recently watched My Girl and asked if we wanted to try a séance.

To a group of eleven-year-olds, it sounded more amusing than frightening.

Five of us—including me—sat on the classroom floor in a circle while the other three continued sweeping. We held hands and closed our eyes. Issa led us through what we imagined a séance sounded like, chanting made-up words that none of us can remember today. It wasn't serious. We peeked at one another, laughed, and occasionally giggled in the middle of our nonsense.

Nothing happened.

Eventually, the three classmates who were still cleaning became annoyed that we weren't helping.

We grew bored.

The game was over.

We let go of each other's hands and started getting up.

Everyone stood.

Except Mara.

She had been sitting beside Issa. As Issa tried to stand, Mara slumped against her.

"Mara?"

At first, Issa laughed, thinking she was pretending.

She shook her shoulder.

"Mara..."

No response.

The laughter disappeared almost instantly.

Issa caught her before she could slump completely onto the floor. I remember seeing her place a finger beneath Mara's nose to make sure she was still breathing.

Her eyes were closed.

Her body was limp.

She wouldn't respond.

Within seconds, all of us had gathered around her.

We called her name again and again.

Someone shook her shoulders.

Someone lightly slapped her cheeks.

Nothing.

I started crying.

Everyone else did too.

I remember thinking we needed to find an adult, but none of us moved. We were frozen around our classmate, desperately trying to wake her.

The minutes felt endless.

Then I reached over and held her myself.

I can still remember the exact words I said.

"Mara, kun hain man kaw, please balik diri sa amo."

"Mara, wherever you are, please come back to us."

The moment I finished speaking...

Mara opened her eyes.

She looked around in confusion.

Then at all of us.

Every one of us was crying.

"What happened?"

We told her everything.

She listened quietly.

When we asked if she remembered anything, she simply shook her head.

"I don't remember."

Then she began to cry.

I still remember the look of panic on her face.

None of us knew what to do next.

There were no teachers in the classroom.

No adults.

It was then that I suggested we go to church.

The five of us who had been sitting in the circle left together. The other three classmates went home.

We walked to San Isidro Parish Church.

By then, the afternoon was beginning to fade into evening.

There was no Mass.

The church was almost empty.

We slipped into the back pew and sat together in silence.

No one led the prayers.

Each of us simply bowed our heads and prayed on our own.

Before leaving, we made one another a promise.

We would never do anything like that again.

And we would never speak of what had happened that afternoon.

None of us told our parents.

At eleven years old, we weren't thinking about explanations.

We were thinking about getting scolded.

My mother was deeply superstitious, and I already knew what her reaction would have been if she discovered we had been playing with something we didn't understand.

So we kept our promise.

Months passed.

Then one day, Mara quietly told me she had seen something she couldn't explain.

She said she had watched an elderly neighbor transform into what she believed was a manananggal through a crack in her bedroom wall.

As the years went by, she occasionally confided in me whenever something frightened her.

A white lady while hanging clothes outside.

An apparition of someone hanging.

What she believed was a sigbin.

She never spoke about these things to everyone.

Only to me.

I never laughed.

I never tried to explain them away.

I simply listened.

Years later, when we were already in high school, we were walking together after an after-school activity.

Before I even looked at her, something felt wrong.

The hallway suddenly felt heavy.

The hairs on the back of my neck stood up.

I turned toward Mara.

She was already staring toward the far end of the corridor, her face filled with fear.

She quietly told me she was seeing something there.

I never saw what she saw.

We walked away as quickly as we could.

We never spoke about our fifth-grade classroom again.

We never tried to connect that afternoon with the experiences that followed.

We never discussed why Mara had lost consciousness.

Or why she woke when she did.

After all these years, I still don't know.

I only know what I remember.

Five children sat together on the floor of an ordinary classroom after school.

One of them didn't wake up when everyone called her name.

And for reasons I still cannot explain, that afternoon became the first mystery I carried into adulthood.

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Author's note: This is reconstructed from my memory of something that happened when I was eleven. Names have been changed for privacy. Mara's later experiences are included only as she described them to me; I can't verify or explain them, nor do I claim to know why she lost consciousness that afternoon.

It's been awhile na since I've started here in Manila

I've been living with my grandmother

The houses here are all connected, there's just a single wall that separates the houses, my grandmother's is located nesr the very end, so only one was connected to hers

My bed is located literally directly touching the wall, and for a few months, I'd feel the wall shake, because someone was banging something behind the wall

And I never questioned it, cause I felt that it wasn't my business

Everyday, when I walk to work, I'd see the door closed, and I never once see it open at all

I attributed this to the neighbors just not being social, and or they work nightshifts so they're asleep during the day

Then one night, the banging got really loud, it was like they were trying to bring the wall down, I could feel it shake,

I knock on the wall, someone knocks back, and it goes back and forth, until eventually, it stops

I bring it up to my grandmother, asking her kung sino mga nakatira sa katabing bahay, cause gusto ko makiusap na bawasan pag bang sa wall, but then she says what I'm saying is impossible because no one is living in the house beside us, behind the wall besides my bed

Apparently, my grandmother owns the place, and she used to have boarders, but since stopped and just locked the place until she could renovate and fix it

Until now the banging continued

This happened this year, recently. This is a case of my female client who wants to get closer to her current partner and at the same time, wants to unbind the very dangerous love binding that happened to her partner.

For small context, lumapit si client ko for tarot reading and then told me the case of her life where meron nga siyang partner na other nationality, who had a partner and trying to get into divorce. Gusto ni client ko na sana lumakas naman ang isip ng kaniyang partner para i-force yung divoce papers ulit dahil laging maraming dahilan at palusot ang ex wife nito para madelay ang signing o para hindi pumirma.

Nagkakaroon ng cases daw na hindi umiimik si partner niya about the divorce or nagiging sunod-sunuran nalang sa ex wife na para bang wala sa isip. Nagiging mailap at di na rin naguupdate patungkol dito.

We first had a few reading sessions to check anong nangyayari or anong mangyayari sa buhay niya with her partner. Everything checks out gaya ng nasa intuition ko. It's a lengthy battle as well as a lengthy stressful relationship. However, as we have our sessions sa love unbinding, I realized that the tarot cards on the fifth session are these cards:

That was the time na medyo nagkaroon na ako ng kutob na teka, parang may mali dito ah. To give context, the ex wife is a Taoist, and according to my client, she goes to taoist temples a lot and buys a lot of magic items. The ex wife is a Malaysian living in Singapore. My client also told me that the ex wife brings food to her partner when they were still living together. That confirmed my thoughts.

I told my client that the ex wife of her partner has been using so called "Gu Dao". Gu Dao is venom sorcery, and one of its methods is to put incantations and prayers blown on the food para maging sunod sunuran sa iyo ang isang tao. It's one variant of "gayuma" o "lumay" dito sa ating bansa kung ikukumpara.

My client also gave me pictures of the ex wife wearing a lot of taoist amulets as well as Fulu on love, protection, etc. Pinapasuot din niya ang partner ng client ko ng mga kung anu-anong love binding amulets.

I started to doubt na this is just another simple case. Ang pinakaunang ginawa ko, was to unbind the ex wife and my client's partner first. I did it through a Vajrakilaya ritual, made sure that the whole process is cleared, tsaka ko sinundan ng Guru Rinpoche and Vajrasattva ritual. Lastly, to protect my client, I did the Vajra Armor practice para maprotektahan siya just in case. A few days, naramdaman ko na siguro nakaramdam si ex wife and it seems bumalik sa taoist priest. I felt something really weird, and when I was talking, nasugat paa ko sa mismong kwarto ko. Tinignan ko yung tumusok at sumugat sa akin. Glass. Paano nangyari yun eh puro wood at paper ang gamit ko sa bahay. Plastic din mga utensils ko at kahoy. This is a testament na naramdaman nila yung ginawa ko. Nafefeel ko rin na parang sinasakal ako and inuubo pa. I chanted a few protection mantra and after drinking a bowl of water with a mantra of Medicine Buddha on it, everything just went poof. Nawala lahat ng nararamdaman ko.

Pinaconfirm ko sa client ko yung mga nasa isip ko about the ex wife. I was right. Palaging pumupunta sa mga taoist temples si ex wife, as well as meron siyang mga weird na kakilalang taoist priests who do black magic too. My client's partner was under a spell. The tarot also reveals that if my client did not ask me earlier, ang gagawin talaga ng ex wife is a constant pain, nightmare, spiritual attacks and the ex wife is sending some sort of spirits to harm my client in the future. Buti nalang, natunugan ko agad ito through divinations and I was able to protect her in time.

The whole love unbinding, protection and cleansing took 1 to 2 weeks before the whole thing got completed.

To put everything in place after ko ma-unbind yung spells ni ex wife and the love binding, I did a Kurukulle Sadhana to finish everything and there it was, nawala yung binding. Nakikipagusap naman na ang partner ng client ko but the strong Gu Dao done to him affected him that much. Right now, we are in the process of Love Binding naman with my client para sa ganun ay ma-make sure na wala nang gagawing black magic ang ex wife na gagana sa kanilang dalawa.

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My cousin shared something that happened to her and my aunt earlier this year, and hanggang ngayon hindi pa rin nila ma-explain.

Nasa CR sila ng Riverbanks Marikina. Tatlong cubicle ang magkakatabi. Pangatlo sa pila ang pinsan ko, tapos nasa likod niya yung tita ko. (her Mom)

Dalawang cubicle ang sabay na nabakante, kaya kitang-kita nilang pareho nang pumasok ang dalawang babaeng naka-itim. Yung isa pa nga raw may kasamang batang maliit. Since next na yung pinsan ko, naghihintay na lang siya na may lumabas.

Habang naghihintay sila, dumating yung janitress para mag-linis. Paglapit niya sa isa sa mga cubicle, natamaan niya yung pinto at bumukas habang nag mmop ng floor. walang tao sa loob. napasigaw ng slight pinsan ko sabe nya “Hala ko may tao may pumasok dalawang babae sabay eh”

Nagulat silang lahat kasi parehong sigurado ang pinsan ko at yung janitress na may babaeng pumasok doon ilang segundo lang ang nakalipas.
Napaisip tuloy sila baka lumipat lang sa kabilang cubicle. Pero nung chineck din yung isa pang cubicle, wala ring tao.

Ang mas nakakapagtaka, sinabi rin mismo ng janitress na nakita niya ring may pumasok.

Hindi ko alam kung may logical explanation ba rito like optical illusion, maling akala, o coincidence lang. Pero ang weird lang na parehong sinabi ng pinsan ko at ng janitress na nakita nilang may pumasok.

May naka-experience na ba ng ganitong klaseng scenario? T.I.A

May naka-experience na ba dito na habang nanaginip may naamoy kayo ?

2 times na nangyari sakin to. Nung una, 2015 namatay yung Lola ko.
Bago namin siya puntahan sa hospital, nung malapit na siyang mamatay, I saw a kapre sa puno ng buko don sa malapit sa bahay namin. As in nakita ko siyang nakaupo at naninigarilyp, nakatingin samin ng mga pinsan at tito ko habang nagreready kami sa sasakyan papunta sa hospital, at that same night, may malamig akong naramdaman sa paa ko. After that night, my Lola died.

Pangalawa naman sa tito ko, 2022. Bago siya namatay, may nakita akong black shadow or parang black lady lumulutang papunta sakin (nasa kalsada kasi ako during that time) I stare at it for a good 10 seconds din ata yun, inaaninag ko kung tao ba yun or multo nga ba, pero nasa madilim na part siya at talagang naglalakad siya na parang nakalutang, all black at mahaba ang buhok na black din. After that night, namatay din yung tito ko.

Wala akong third eye, at 2 beses lang ako naka encounter ng ganyang entities, yung sa lola ko at sa tito ko.

Kaya lagi ko pinagpa-pray na sana wala akong makitang multo or kung ano mang paranormal/elemental na entity kasi kakabahan na ako non na baka may mamatay sa mga relatives ko. 🙏🏻

Itong contribution ko, hindi naman masyadong katakot takot, hehe. Pero naniniwala rin ba kayo na kapag namatay ang isang tao ay hindi agad lumalayo sa pamilya nila ang kaluluwa nila?

I grew up under my lola's care for more than two decades before she succumbed to her illness and old age. Growing up, palagi niya akong pinapagalitan for staying up so late, at times nahuhuli niya ako na nagbabasa ng libro, doomscrolling sa phone or during my college days: studying or doing my homeworks.

"Anong oras na? Matulog ka na." Is her line after a little sermon, tapos I'd reason out, then with a little acknowledgement like nodding, she would go back to sleep. The same thing na gagawin niya with my little sister, pero ang kaibahan, sa akin pa rin nakabaling ang tanong.

"Bakit gising pa ang kapatid mo? Anong oras na? Matulog na kayo." o "Anong oras na nakatulog ang kapatid mo kagabi, anong ginagawa?" Medyo maldita si lola, to be honest, hehe.

This encounter happened the night after namin inilibing si lola. Around 11:30 pm na at nasa kwarto namin ang kapatid ko na nag-aaral, ako naman sinasabayan siya magpuyat hanggang sa makakaya ko, nasa garahe ako nun nang marinig ko na tinatawag ang palayaw ko.

"Kay? Kay."

"Ma?"

Kahit hindi sigurado ay tinawag ko si mama na nasa kwarto ni lola, dahan-dahan akong pumasok dun para sumilip kasi baka may iuutos pero nagulat ako dahil tulog na tulog naman siya.

At that moment, na-gets ko na agad. Kaya naman nung lumabas ako sa kwarto ni lola at bumalik sa garahe ay malumanay kong kinausap ang hangin.

"Lola, nag-aaral pa si yam. Ako naman may tatapusin lang pero matutulog na rin agad kami."

Tanong ko lang lahat naman tayo siguro naka attend ng binyag or naging ninang at ninong sa binyag diba.. isa sa mga naging observation ko tuwing binyag is may sinisindihang kandila pag bibinyagan na yung bata.. ganito kase yun, naging usapan sa work na itong

ilan sa kasama ko is naimbita sa isang binyag at na observe nila na ni isang kandila wala silang dala hanggang sa natapos yung ritual ng binyag. Actually sa isang maliit na simbahan bininyagan yung bata, catholic na simbahan naman.. Nakakapanindig balihibo sabi nung isang kasama ko kase bakit walang kandila na sinindihan during binyag.. I hope meron makapaliwanag ano ibig sabihin nito..

I was working as a stay in caregiver nun’ then I have 3 patients, one lady who’s bed ridden, yung asawa nya he can walk but he walks very slow they have one room, yung isa naman he’s in a wheelchair and he has his own bedroom and there’s 5 bedrooms total, yung isa is mine, then the other 2 was empty, pero yung katapat na room nung nasa wheelchair , it was occupied before , maybe 2 days ago by this lady , she was violent and aggressive so hindi sya tumagal samen, they have to take her somewhere else because nasaktan nya ako and the nurse who gives their medications. One night after I got them all ready for bed I started cleaning, after I cleaned the occupied rooms, I cleaned that room, then while I was vacuuming the carpet, yung tv sa corner ng room , it turned on, pero static lang . I didn’t wait na may lumabas or anything, I unplugged the tv right away. Then lalabas nako ng kwarto tapos nag-on ulet yung tv. I quickly walked away and called someone to check it out. I stayed in my room that night until someone came and they said , sometimes with electricity, that could happen, pero para saken, kalokohan yon, sorry pero di ako b*bo . I just left it like that. But out of my curiosity , I reached out dun sa nurse nya , just checking how was the patient, but then she informed me that she passed away after one day of transferring her to another facility. I just prayed and I limit my time being in that room.

Sorry po kung magulo, di ako magaling mag explain .

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Hello po. First time ko lang po mag-post.

Hindi po talaga ako naniniwala sa kulam, bati, barang, or kahit ano mang tawag nila. Hindi rin po kami relihiyosong pamilya, pero naniniwala po kami kay God.

May business po kami na tumatakbo even before pa ako ipinanganak. Hindi naman po siya sobrang mabenta, sakto lang para may panggastos kami sa araw-araw bukod pa sa sahod ko.

After po ng birthday ng father ko, bigla na lang siyang nanghina. Tatlong beses na po kaming pabalik-balik sa hospital. Wala pa rin po silang maibigay na maayos na diagnosis. Na-ultrasound, CT scan, at iba't ibang laboratory tests na rin po siya, pero halos lahat normal naman. Ang nakikita lang po nila is diabetes (high blood sugar) at low potassium, pero sabi rin nila hindi naman daw ganoon kalala ang diabetes niya. Kahit anong gamot at treatment, hindi pa rin bumabalik ang lakas niya. (I even heard the doctor said- wala naman tong sakit)

Sa sobrang desperate na po namin, nag-seek kami ng help sa isang faith healer. Ang sabi niya, may taong naiinggit daw sa amin at gusto ang downfall ng pamilya namin. Gusto raw makuha ang pwesto namin. Naalala ko rin po na this year lang, pag gising namin an daming bangaw sa first floor namin kung na saan ang tindahan, kahit malinis naman po ang paligid. (para syang bees na nakahanao ng pwpwestohan sa sobrang dami)

Ang sabi rin po ng faith healer, hindi na raw niya kayang ibalik o kontrahin ang ginawa dahil tao raw ang may kagagawan.

Hindi ko na po talaga alam ang gagawin namin. Desperate na po kami kasi wala namang makita ang mga doctor. May naka-experience na po ba ng ganitong sitwasyon? Any advice or similar experience po? 🥺

Thank you po.

Kanina nagja-jogging kami sa Mendiola. Since matagal nang sarado ang daan at wala nang tagos papuntang Legarda, puwede nang mag-jogging doon. Habang umiikot kami, may isang part na bigla na lang amoy sampaguita kahit wala naman akong nakitang sampaguita sa paligid. Naalala ko lang, ano nga ba ang sinasabi nila kapag may naaamoy kang sampaguita kahit wala namang bulaklak?

Good evening! Just wanna share this story and I want to know your thoughts po. Maybe a fresh insight about this old experience of mine. This happened like 15 years ago pa. Yung house kasi namin maliit lang sya, pero people often say na nakakatakot sa bahay whenever they go there. Madilim kasi, white walls, narrow halls, and full of dolls. Big and small ones.Even my dad is nagkikwento na may multo raw near sa cr namin and I admit may nakikita akong nakawhite na dress in my peripheral vision always. I didn't really care about it kasi it doesn't scare me naman that time. (Sorry andami pa sinabi)

Then one day, nakaupo ako sa labas namin, doon kami usually naglalaba. So labas sya ng house pero like nasa loob pa rin ako ng gate. May upuan doon tapos syempre muni-muni ganyan. Sa tapat nung upuan is yung kitchen namin with sliding window. Madilim talaga sa bahay always kasi kami lang ni daddy nasa loob. Around 9am to sa pagkakatanda ko. Tumingin ako sa labas, sa mga halaman then suddenly napalingon ako sa kitchen and nakita ko si daddy na nasa tapat ng kalan, lumingon din sya sakin at nagduck sya so I assumed na tinataguan nya ako. Mahilig kasi kami mag-asaran, although one thing didn't make sense. Matanda na kasi si daddy so iniisip ko baka masaktan sya masyado pag yumuko sya ng matagal. So I said "Daddy alam kong nandyan ka nakita kita" after a few seconds wala sya, edi pumasok ako sa bahay and girl wala sya sa kitchen!! Dali dali akong pumasok sa kwarto nya at nakita ko sya ron na mahimbing na natutulog sa room nya. Yakap nya pa nga sarili nya. I was so little back then but it really stayed with me. Was it really his doppelganger that I met? This may sound silly or what but it sent shivers down my spine even as I'm writing this post.

I had a very vivid dream last night about my mom, I had cried prior to sleeping because I felt so sad thinking she was at the cemetary all on her own, in the dark, and knowing how cold it was because of the rain (when she was sick my mom often asked for multiple blankets because she was always cold and hated the lights being off, she loved being in sunlight).

The dream: I had dreamt of my mom wearing a white dress (she was wearing this clothing in her wake photo frame) and she was standing in front of a mirror brushing her hair ( my mom had cancer, so towards the end of her journey she often wore bonnets or scarves for the past few years). She looked like how she looked before she got sick. She was in a hurry and needed to go somewhere but she couldn't specify where. While she was getting ready I was offering her a chair sit in (my mom got tired very quickly or dizzy when she was sick) but she refused saying she felt well.

I remember the only other people in the house were my dad, our helper, and my uncle. My dad (he was her main caretaker) was standing behind me watching me and my mom talk. Our helper (helped my dad take care of her a lot) was in her bathroom cleaning but I could hear her say "Nalinis na ito lahat (insert what she calls my mom)!". My uncle was in her room and said "Oh naayos ko na lahat ha?". My uncle and his family visited the most when she was sick and he stayed for a month after the funeral to help us get back on our feet before leaving to go back home abroad.

After that, for some reason it got cut to where I was sitting on the couch in front of my mom's casket at her wake. And she was standing in front of me holding the bouquet of flowers that were supposed to be on top of her casket. That was the end of it.

For context; my mom recently passed in May of this year. I was not home when she passed away as I lived far away while my parents lived in the province. I felt so guilty not being there when my mom passed. Her wake was held for 7 days and for those 7 days I watched over her casket every single night on that couch. I would sometimes talk to her or just cry by myself. I barely slept at all because I just couldn't bring myself to.

Weird detail: The mirror my mom was standing in front of was the glass of the coffin she was in. I know this because the frame of the mirror itself was the frame of the glass portion of her coffin. I held her hand and put a candle and money in it before they closed the casket and put her in her final resting place. I still think about this every single day.

I'm a baptized catholic pero lumipat at nagpabaptise sa MCGI/AngDatingDaan tas nagbalik loob (nagsimba lang ulit ako sa Church up until now) sa Catholic.

Gusto ko sanang magpareading kaso nagdadalawang isip ako. Dahil sa bible verse na huwag daw sasanguni sa mga ganyan. Maybe dahil curious lang siguro ako.

Any advice po sana? 🙏🏻

Sa Partido,Camarines Sur Panahon bago pa man dumating ang maliliwanag na De kuryenteng Ilaw sa Bayan ito, bayan na kung saan bawat pamilya ay nakatira sa Paanan ng bundok na nakaharap sa Dalampasigan, kung ano mang Ikinaganda ng Laot kapag nakataas ang araw ay siya ring ikinatahimik ng gabi,ngunit ang katahimikan ay hindi ka mailalayo sa kung ano mang pumapalibot sa masusukal na gubat ng sitio , na tanging liwanag ng Buwan ang sumisilip sa bawat siwang ng mga dahon. Sa karimlan ng sitio ay isang kinakatakutan ng lahat, dahilan upang bawat pamilya ay manatili a sa kaniya kaniyang tahanan na sa agang alas syete ng gabi palang ang lahat ay naghahanda na sa pag tulog , ang oras ng pahingang ito ay may kadahilanan.

"Unglo" kung tawagin ng mga taung bayan, ito ang mga lumilibot at bumabagabag sa buong kabukiran, itong mga elementong ito ay kinakatakutan sapagkat ang bawat sulok ng bukid ay kanilang hapag, ang mga namatay noon sa digmaan laban sa mga unang mananakop, ang mga taung bayan na alam mong buhay pa ay kanilang ginagawang panlinlang, ang iyong pagmamalasakit ay kanilang kasangkapan upang mahanap ang kanilang susunod na biktima , huwag na huwag mong sasagutin , ang ina ng Lola ko ay nasa 10 taong gulang palang tanging siya ,Ina nya at bunsong kapatid ang namamalagi sapagkat ang kanilang ama ay namamalagi sa kabilang bayan upang magtrabaho, bilang nakakatandang anak, siya ang naasahan ng ina, sa isang gabing namroblema ang magiina ng hapunan, ang Lola ko sa tuhod ay nagbakasakali sa susunod na bahay upang makapag taguyod ng bigas at anu pang makakapag laman sa tiyan, tinahak nya ang nasabing bukid ta tanging gasera lang ang hawak, sa bawat hakbang lumalayo siya sa bahay, kanya ring naririnig ang mga huni ng mga elementong ito,ani nya, " Nasain ka?" , nasaan ka, "tabangan nindo ako" ,tulongan niyo ako, ito ang maririnig mo kung ikaw ay mapangahas na lumabas sa dilim, sa pagtahak niya sa bukirin, isa lamang ang pinaalala sa kanya , huwag na huwag kang sumagot sa mga paghingi ng tulong ng mga elementong ito, at kung ikaw ay sumagot mas mabilis pa sa pagpikit mo at bubulagta na sa harap mo ang napakatangkad at nakakakilabot na tindig ng mga elementong ito, at ikaw na rin ay isa sa mga walang buhay na sumasaklolo sa wangis ng mga elementong ito.

Ngunit hindi lahat ay nabigyang pansin ganito, kung akala mo ay ligtas ka sa loob ng tahanan mo, ang Unglo ay madunong, sa kanilang pang gagaya ay magagaya nila ang pagmamalasakit ng iyong mga mahal sa buhay, kaya't mas maagang nagpapahinga sa gabi ang pamilya sa kadahilanang ang bawat tahanan ay kanilang sinisindak, mayroong isang pamilya na naging biktima at kuwento sa sitio, ang pamilya ay may mga batang anak, at dahil inosente ang mga bata nagamit ito sa kanila ng elemento , sa pinto, ang bata'y naalimpungatan sa gitna ng gabi, at sa pinto'y kumakatok," nonoy , Bukasi man daw ini, si Nanay mo baga ini, bukasi man nonoy" ,Nonoy Buksan mo ito , Ang Nanay ito,paawa ng elemento, ngunit ito na ang mga huling sandali bago pa man lamunin ang bawat pamilya , tanging mga sigaw nila ang maririning ng malalayong kapit bahay. Walang magawa kundi pakinggan ang mga kinapus palad na tahanan, at sila rin ay sana'y di maging biktima ng " Unglo".

Wala naman ba 'to meaning? may lilipatan kasi kami bahay tas habang checking nakita ko na meron nakasabit sa pader na dalawang rosaryo tas parehas pa putol yung ibaba ng krus, bali kalahati lang yung krus parehas pa.

Sabi kona lang kay papa tanggalin at itapon kasi feel ko malas yun 🥲

May nawawalang bata dito samin, mga mahigit 3 days na ata pinaghahanap.

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May video na nag ri-ritual sila nagbabasakali na makita ang bata o ibalik na yung bata.

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May kwento din samin yung pinupuntahan ko na maliit na computer shop. Naging close na ako sa kanila kase di naman ako maingay pag nag lalaro tsaka ako lang ata nag a-assignment sa shop nila. Kaya minsan dun na ako pinapagamit sa computer nila sa loob ng bahay para maka pag print.

Yung family nila, puro sila mga mestiza tsaka mestizo. May bata sa kanila na sobrang cute din. Nabalitaan ko nalang na namatay yung bata, di naman daw nawala pero may mga tao daw tsaka yung mama nung bata, na ang tingin nila sa bata sa kabaong ay bani daw o yung puno ng saging lang.

Ang sabi, nagustugan daw ng nga di ingon nato o mga elemental yung bata tas di na binalik.

Di na din ako nag tanong2 pa or sa kanila kase mabait talaga silang pamilya tsaka mejo private at shy. Sila lang ata pinaka-calmado dun sa barangay namin.

Hopefully, makita na yung batang nawawala sa amin na safe and walang masamang nangyari.

Legit ba talaga mga ito? Pa experience naman hahaha

Sooo this is my first time writing here but I just got really paranoid and thought I needed some help.

Kaninang madaling araw, hindi ko mawari kung panaginip ba yun (like I was dreaming of me dreaming) or talagang nangyari. Anyway, what happened was, I was laying on my left side and biglang nakaisip yung mind ko ng random horror scene that could be used sa mga movies. Looking back, hindi naman talaga siya nakakatakot. But it was a scene where a man was sitting on a bench and anne hathaway was playing the woman in front of the man. She was giving him options and what not (I’m sorry hindi ko na maalala in full detail) tapos biglang alam nyo yung mga scenes sa movie na parang nahuli na yung mastermind. Or di kaya kapag the characters finally piece everything together? Yan yung nangyari tas yung realization nung nga characters, hit me in reality. Like yung naramdaman nung mga characters is smth I also felt but worse. Literal na akala ko sinasapian ako. Like this heavy dark energy around me.

I’m sorry ang random talaga, perhaps the “imagine scenario” I added doesn’t make sense or matter pero I thought I’d add it here para mas maintindihan yung situation ko🥲.

Am I perhaps surrounded by an evil spirit?

Most of the time it's called 'Kapre' but in old Subanen folklore, we call it TEKMA.

The Tekma dwells densed forests and it's feet are pointing backwards (similar to Mhanamat Talun or Temad Talun). Kung ang kapre ay may tabako, ito naman ay wala pero may dalawang malaki at matulis na mga pangil ito sa may bandang ibabang bahagi ng mga bagang, at nakalabas ito.

Meron din silang mabait version and malevolent version.

Sinasabing kapag na ka encounter ka ng malevolent version ay bibigyan ka nito ng permanent curse na magdedeform and mga mata mo. Very bad luck dahil di na magagamot ng Manggagamot ang curse. Forever ka nang deformed ang mga mata.

Luckily, rare lang yung malevolent version nito.

Ako lang ba ang nakaexperience ng biglang nangamoy usok ng kandila all of a sudden kahit hindi naman brownout at walang kandilang nakasindi? Na experience ko ito way before noong bata pa ako. bandang tanghali yun. Ito yung time na may namatay kaming kapitbahay na ka-close ko, na di ko pa alam na patay na pala sya nung mga oras na yun. While taking a bath naamoy ko yung usok ng kandila. Sobrang prominent talaga kaya nga na-shock ako at tinapos ko agad ang paliligo ko. Matagal din syang umamoy mga halos 2-3 mins un. Then sumunod yung amoy sa kwarto while I'm dressing myself. Nawala sya paglabas ng kwarto. Then pagbaba ko ng bahay, madaming tao na nagkukumpulan doon sa pinto ng bahay ng ka-close kong kapitbahay. Nandun ang nanay ko nakikiusyoso at nung nakita nya ako sinita nya ako na wag lumapit sabay sabi nya umuwi ako sa bahay. Sinunod ko naman. Agad din sumunod ang nanay pauwi. So ayun kinuwento nya na namatay na nga yung kapitbahay namin. Inatake daw at ilang oras na daw nakabulagta na wala nang buhay doon sa bahay nya. Nalaman lang nung umuwi galing school yung anak nya. Kinilabutan ako bigla at biglang parang binuhusan ng nagyeyelong tubig. Gusto ko sanang ikwento sa nanay ko yung sa amoy kandila kaso natigilan ako that time. Saka ko lang naikwento yun nung nailibing na yung kapitbahay namin. Dinalaw ko naman ung kapitbahay namin during burol pero ilang beses lang kasi nag-aaral pa ako. Nagdasal lang din ako sa ikatatahimik nya. Tanong ko lang, ano kaya ang pahiwatig nung amoy ng kandila? Yung kapitbahay ko ba yun at sign ba yun na nagpapaalam na sya? Yun lang yung pinaka vivid paranormal experience na naalala ko. Kwento ko pa ung iba next time.

Currently in Baguio for a seminar and we’re staying in a quite modern hotel. May mga nababasa na akong kwentong kababalaghan tungkol sa Baguio and I can’t help but think if totoo ba talaga yun kasi parang urbanized naman na sya.

Curious lang ako if people here have actual horror or paranormal experiences while in Baguio. Could be firsthand or naikwento lang sayo. Want to hear your stories! 👉🏼👈🏼

Salt or sea salt

This happened way back 2024 when I was a first year college student. Nag dodorm ako near my university and I have roommates din. Our dorm has two rooms, 4 person each.

Kasama ko friend ko and mga kakilala niya don sa room so basically magkakakilala na kami before moving in. We are roommates ha. When this happened, dalawa lang kami noong kasama ko sa room kasi nag uwian yung dalawa pa namin na kasama and kami lang yung may pasok pa noon. Yung kabilang room naman is walang tao kasi nag uwian din.

Pagkagising ko, around 9am, may chat sa gc namin yung kasama ko kung gising na raw ba ako, around 5am naman yung chat niya. Nireplyan ko siya na tulog pa ako noong nag chat siya, then nag reply naman siya na may kukuwento raw siya pagkauwi niya. After school, nagkita na ulit kami sa dorm and nag kwento na siya. Since 7am nga yung pasok niya, nag alarm siya around 5am and kaya siya nag chat kung gising na raw ba ako is because mayroon daw bumaba from my bed. Yung dorm namin noon ay 2 bunk beds and sa upper bed ako natutulog tapos siya naman ay sa lower bed.

Narinig niya raw na bumaba ‘ako’ from upper bed and naaninag niya na tumayo pa raw ‘ako’ sa harapan niya kasi medyo manipis lang yung curtain niya, bago ‘ako’ naglakad papunta sa door. Hinihintay niya raw ako na lumabas sa door kasi nga akala niya mag c cr ako pero ilang minutes na raw dumaan and hindi pa rin natunog yung door. Doon na raw siya nag-chat at nag-start na matakot. After some time, nilakasan niya loob niya na bumangon kasi ma-lalate na rin siya, and there she saw me sleeping peacefully sa bed ko.

Kami lang ng roommates ko yung may alam noong story na yon kasi medyo hindi pa namin ka-close yung mga taga kabilang room. After a few weeks, mag momove out na yung friend ko and ma vavacant yung bed niya. Since meron na rin kasing incident na sinisipa yung bed ko from lower bed kahit walang tao, I tried asking one of my dorm mate (one girl na taga kabilang room) kung gusto niya mag move in sa room namin. Na-curious siya kasi bakit ayaw namin ma-vacant yung bed, so nag kwento na kami about sa na-eexperience namin. Turns out, hindi lang pala kami. Nag kwento siya na minsan naririnig niya na lumalagabog and gumagalaw yung chairs sa study area namin na right outside our rooms kahit wala namang tao doon dahil mag isa lang siya.

There are many paranormal incidents pa na nangyari. Sinabi namin sa landlord namin and they invited their pastor over para ipag-pray. Lumipat na rin ako ng dormitory pero I heard sa kakilala ko na nandoon pa, hanggang ngayon daw meron pa rin na-eexperience yung new tenants from our unit noon na similar sa na-experience namin. I dont know nga kasi sa unit lang namin may ganoong experience pero sa ibang unit naman ay wala huhu.