Posted 17 October 2011 - 05:21 PM
Good thread. I always watch out for new posts on this thread and a few others. But unfortunately, it's quite sparse and it takes a while for the ball to start rolling. I appreciate it all the same.
Anyway, I don't know if I've have an open/active third eye. I don't look for it, but i have a keen fascination for it. Just enough to make me a horror flick nut. But years ago, I was able to experience something out of the ordinary. I was still courting my girlfriend in her family's ancestral house in Cubao. We were in the driveway, in the middle of four parked cars. It was about 1 or 2am when we started looking at this old mango tree behind the lot of her house. We joked to each other about what if that tree was haunted., like what if all of the sudden some ghost or a monster, or even a pair of eyes appeared out of the the tree.
RIGHT AT THAT MOMENT, we both turned quiet. We knew right away we were both spooked. I got goose-bumps all over my body and without missing a beat, we both said it was time to call it a night. I walked her to her house, and I asked her permission to say in her car in the driveway because it was pretty late. I figured it's easier to travel (i was commuting then) after a few hours of sleep than to have to wait for a jeep in cubao at that hour. (I didn't mind afterall, but also at the same time, I felt that whatever it was that spooked us, would be bothering us the whole night. And I would rather that I be bothered than that thing bothering her.) She hesitated of course, but I told her it was nothing. I was dead-wrong.
A few minutes into my sleep, i had this terrible bangungot. I couldnt wake but in my mind's eye something was sitting on my chest. I could see myself inside the car and the window tints going pitch-black from the bottom of the windows going up. All this tome some terrible thing was laughing at my expense. I could see it in my head, taunting me, mocking me. All it's burned flesh, cracking with its every movement. I was cursing the thing the whole time and saying to it, "Lalabanan kita. P@tang ina ka Di mo ako matatalo!"
All this time my heart was racing, and I was sweating buckers in my dream. I woke up eventually after a ton of effort and then I noticed that the feeling of goose-bumps hadn't left me ever since it started. It was just as strong as it ever was. Like the thing was right beside me in the car.
I got out of the car and walked down the driveway. I could feel something following me. I was really afraid but I was thinking it's better for this thing to follow me than disturb my girlfriend and her family. I could feel it circling me in the driveway. I was terrified when I reached for the gate, because I thought it would lunge at me from behind. But I got out as quick as I could. I started feel better again when I was walking in the street. Then it popped up again. I still felt like I was being followed. It was about some 10-30 feet behind me, but when I looked back, nothing was there, but i could see it in my mind's eye. I took the first jeep I saw. I didnt even read where it was going. At this point I was thankful for the rest. The goosebumps were going down.
Until I got out of the jeep. I swear, the goose bumps came back. I started wondering how far was thins thing going to follow me. Since I rode the wrong jeep due to the fact I wasnt looking, I had to walk about the fourth of the way going to my house. AND again the goosebumps followed. This time, it was keeping its distance, but I could still feel it following me.
I got to my gate, turned the key and got in the house and locked all the doors. I could feel the thing move into my driveway, staring at me from outside the window. I stayed in the center of the room, pulled up a chair and watched tv until morning came. For good measure I called my pet dog to sleep on my lap. I could feel it watching til the sun rose, and then the fear began to vanish. My mom, wend down the stairs and asked me why I was still up. I just told her I couldn't sleep.
a few hours after that, my gf called on the phone. She said she had trouble sleeping and she was also scared the whole night. The first things out of our mouths were, "Did you feel that last night?" Apparently she also got spooked a the exact same moment I got spooked. And she was afraid to go out of the house or look at the driveway or out of the window. She really didn't want e to sleep in the car but she wasnt sure what to make of that takot she had. We're both rational and educated people but, to this day, can't explain what we felt that night.
To this day I don't know if i was imagining it or not. When I retell the story, I still get the goose-bumps and I still remember the visioned of that charred, demon-like spirit. Sharp teeth, clawed-fingers and toes, burned skin, bald head and pitch-black eyes.
Later on, when I read up on ghosts and other filipino folklore, I learned that there are creatures like these and they're called BATIBATs. Vengeful wraiths who inhabit trees and come down to trangle/ suffocate you in your sleep.
I still wonder whether to believe it or not. But since then, other stuff's happened to me. All felt and sometimes seen. But at least, it's not as bad as this one. It doesn't scare me like it did this one. In fact the other occurrences just feel strange. I mean it's a little shocking and it stops me in my tracks, but after the moment passes, it's done and forgotten. Like de ja vu. It just takes me by surprise.
I'm still a horror nut after all of it.