Spooky Nights!

[bradburrycrabtree]

Thanks.

 

I'm sure my friends have done that. Thanks for the comments though.

[bradburrycrabtree]

just to add, I've heard it's not always easy.

 

Some things in the afterlife may be much more stubborn than they've ever been back when they were alive. (I suppose they wouldn't be here otherwise).

 

I've read even spirit questers operate on a level of respect, where they "ASK" entities to move on or move out of a house. Often when interceding pleas don't hep Not much else can be done. That's why I've turned to these forums to find out if anyone else has had first hand knowledge of what to do or how to proceed from this.

 

I suppose a second option would be good as well since maybe the medium's full of bullshit! But who knows?!?

 

I'm just trying to help out a friend of a friend. I figure, since MTC has an extensive forum about this, maybe someone out there has a better suggestion.

[boggler27]

Yes, they might have done that.

But they should do it with conviction, & really claim & believe for what is rightfully theirs.

You didn't mention of having a priest in their previous seance.

The priest would do something apart from seances.

 

anyway, God bless your friend's friend's family. I'm sure they'll succeed.

 

 

Thanks.

 

I'm sure my friends have done that. Thanks for the comments though.

[Legato Bluesomers]

ok lets just say that its really the spirits or elementals that are ruining your lives theres always a way para mapaalis sila dyan sa bahay ng kaibigan mo in MMDA way, yup you heard me eto yung tipong wala na sila magagawa (hence the name MMDA way). through elimination.

[lonelylooker]

Let me share my experience ......

 

It happened during the 2010, it was an election year , I think if I can remember it was at the middle week of March , and our house was converted into a campaign headquarters for our relative politician who is running for a local position at that time. That house is our ancestral house and was built in the 1950s ( more or less 60 years old ). I grew up in to this house so I knew every corner of it and I may say some local political history of it. Being a lolo's and lola's boy I just moved out of the house when I got married 11 years ago. It is here were we held the funeral vigil of my grand dad in 1979 and my grand mom in 1998.

 

I came back to the house and since no one was living in that house, we convert it into an political headquarters and I was assigned to be the campaign manager. During one of our meeting in the dining room (imagine all old furnitures are still there even though no one was living there almost 10 years ) we were discusing about plans and strategies we were maybe 5 in that meeting. Then there were silence. at that silence we heard a voice of a lady from the stair case calling my name. My assistant who also heard the voice turned our heads to the directions where the source of the voice came from. But nobody was there. We looked at each other and just shrugged of the incident. When I face back to the others , their face became pale and they too heard the voice. I just told them that don.t worry because it was my lola , and even joked about it that the voice was not angry and it was calm and sweet.

 

After that incident I still get goose bumps and when my former assistant during that time and I meet and recall that incident . Sitll since my old aunt and her helper is living in that house now I still go there every night to check them out and still expecting to hear that voice again because I was sure it was my lola and in to my mind she is still in that house guarding and looking at us just like what she does when she was still alive.

 

In one incident , my cousin's best friend and a companion who happened to have an esp visited that house because she was looking for a venue for her cousin's debut. As she entered the house she heard a lady's voice saying " Bakit d mo subukan itong bahay para sa party ". she told us that right away and we told her that it was my lola , because during the teenage years of her mga apo ( we were 14 )

insted of letting us go out to party, she will suggest our friends to hold the parties in that house. Then afterwards she stopped suddenly staring the dining area and seems like looking towards the staircase area. she told us that she saw a man wearing a kursunsilyo ( the boxers short of the oldies ) sitting in the dining chair , then stood up and proceeded to the room just besides the staircase which happened to be lolo and lola's bedroom. We told her that it was our lolo because he has a habit that after saying the after meals prayer , he would stand up immediately and proceed to the bedroom to watch television and when he was still alive he wears that shorts all the time.

 

That is when we realize that even no one was living in that house for a long period of timee even antiques and old furnitures are still there and it was easy for the robbers to steal anything , why nobody dared to . It was my lolo and lola who was sitll in that house gaurding / protecting that house.

[NightWriter]

Share ko din po ang experience ko..

 

 

7 years ago, steady ako for two years sa boyfriend ko. Law Student pa siya noon sa U.P.

 

Pag weekends lumalabas kami at ginagabi, nag overnight ako doon sa ancestral home nila sa Sta. Mesa, Ang nakatira lang doon ang bantay nilang si Efren, may katandaan na rin. Ang Ancestral home ay isang 2 story na bahay na ginawa noong late1950s, karaniwan mo makikita ang mga bahay sa Sta. Mesa.

 

3 bese na ako natutulog doon, mayroon na akong extrang damit at tuwalya nakatago sa kabinet niya. Ang pang apat na beses, yung ang di ko malilimutan.

 

Katabi ko siya natutulog, maliwanag ang ilaw ng poste na tumatagos sa loob ng kwarto. Alas dos ng madaling araw, akala ko nananaginip lang ako pero parang half awake ako na hindi na di ko maintindihan, basta nanaginip ako na nakahiga ako sa kama kasama siya..

 

Bigla na lang may malamig kamay na humihimas sa mukha ko at leeg ko. Matagal akong hinihimas, tapos bumulong na,

 

" huwag mong saktan ang apo ko ha?, huwag mong saktan ang apo ko ha?".

 

Pilit kong idilat ang mata ko para makita ko ang taong humihimas ng mukha ko. Paglingon ko nakita ko ang isang napakalaking tao sa tabi ng kama, parang singlaki ng puno ng narra. maitim siya at di ko makita ang mukha.

 

Nagdasal ako ng matagal sa takot at nakatulog din ako kaagad.

 

Paggising ko, sinabi ko sa boyfriend ko ang nangyari. Naniwala siya sa akin dahil ganun din daw ang kwento ng ex girlfriend niya noon.

[sledge18]

I also experience this every now and then. I read somewhere that it's called "sleep paralysis" and happens when the brain gets screwed up and sends signals to the body, telling it to stiffen. Sleep paralysis or not, I experienced it one time and the scary thing was, unlike yours, I heard someone just beyond my sight laughing. It had a sinister feel to it.

 

Same experience here bro...

[moni]

these are all products of our imagination

[Queen Darkeinjel]

A personal experience.

 

It happened to me around 2006 when I was working in a call center in Makati. I was training some agents on the floor that time.

 

I had this habit of walking from one end of the aisle to the other just to make sure that the agents were opening the correct dummy accounts that I gave to them at the start of the session. On my way to the white board, I heard someone call out my name. The voice was female and she said, "Ms. DE!" It sounded as if the "agent" had something to ask, so I turned around and asked if anyone had a question for me.

 

The agents on the floor were staring at me with wide eyes and all of them shook their heads at the same time. One of the agents whispered that no one called me. Thinking that they were screwing up with my head (you know to cut the training short), I just went about with my business and as I turned my back, I heard the same voice calling out to me again. I ignored it. I went back to my agents one more time pretending to look at their screens and walked again to the whiteboard. For a third time, I heard the same thing. I got fed up and decided to face my agents again with my "bitch" look to ask if anyone called my name again. When I saw their faces, I knew in my heart that they heard it this time as well. My agents were pale, wide eyed and some of them were even shaking their heads in disbelief. And that's when I saw a lady sitting on one of the stations looking at me.

 

I turned my back, walked to the whiteboard as if nothing happened and just continued with the lecture.

 

**********

 

Same night, different story.

 

After the training fiasco, I decided to go down with some of my friends for a smoking break. I went to the elevator bay to wait for the lift.

 

When the elevator doors opened, I held them to wait for my friends. As I was holding on to the doors, I felt a tiny pinch on my knuckles as if a child was playing with me. I peeked inside the elevator and saw a little boy with a mischievous smile on his lips.

 

What I did - I told the little boy off. I even asked him why he pinched me and then told him to go on ahead. The doors closed and opened, the little boy was nowhere to be found.

[oscartamaguchiblackface]

A personal experience.

 

It happened to me around 2006 when I was working in a call center in Makati. I was training some agents on the floor that time.

 

I had this habit of walking from one end of the aisle to the other just to make sure that the agents were opening the correct dummy accounts that I gave to them at the start of the session. On my way to the white board, I heard someone call out my name. The voice was female and she said, "Ms. DE!" It sounded as if the "agent" had something to ask, so I turned around and asked if anyone had a question for me.

 

The agents on the floor were staring at me with wide eyes and all of them shook their heads at the same time. One of the agents whispered that no one called me. Thinking that they were screwing up with my head (you know to cut the training short), I just went about with my business and as I turned my back, I heard the same voice calling out to me again. I ignored it. I went back to my agents one more time pretending to look at their screens and walked again to the whiteboard. For a third time, I heard the same thing. I got fed up and decided to face my agents again with my "bitch" look to ask if anyone called my name again. When I saw their faces, I knew in my heart that they heard it this time as well. My agents were pale, wide eyed and some of them were even shaking their heads in disbelief. And that's when I saw a lady sitting on one of the stations looking at me.

 

I turned my back, walked to the whiteboard as if nothing happened and just continued with the lecture.

 

**********

 

Same night, different story.

 

After the training fiasco, I decided to go down with some of my friends for a smoking break. I went to the elevator bay to wait for the lift.

 

When the elevator doors opened, I held them to wait for my friends. As I was holding on to the doors, I felt a tiny pinch on my knuckles as if a child was playing with me. I peeked inside the elevator and saw a little boy with a mischievous smile on his lips.

 

What I did - I told the little boy off. I even asked him why he pinched me and then told him to go on ahead. The doors closed and opened, the little boy was nowhere to be found.

 

That's really spooky . What would a little boy be doing inside an elevator servicing a call center? And who was the lady you saw sitting on one of the stations staring at you? Did you find out who she was?

[Queen Darkeinjel]

That's really spooky . What would a little boy be doing inside an elevator servicing a call center? And who was the lady you saw sitting on one of the stations staring at you? Did you find out who she was?

 

I never found out who they were.

 

That particular building had so many spooky stories. Some of them I experienced, some from friends, from other employees.

 

One spooky story from a trainer.

 

It was the "graduation" of her class and to add to our ever growing memorabilia, she decided to whip out her digital camera, set the timer on and take a photo of the whole class.

 

*snap!* picture taken, camera stowed.

 

The following day everyone in the support group received an e-mail. The trainer (whom I personally know) was asking everyone for help in identifying a certain trainee in the picture. We printed a copy of the said photo, gathered everyone from the training batch in a room and asked them who the trainee in question was. The long and short answer: No one knew the trainee because she wasn't part of the class. The trainer said she doesn't know the trainee and that person has a really good memory.

[maxiev]

I never found out who they were.

 

That particular building had so many spooky stories. Some of them I experienced, some from friends, from other employees.

 

One spooky story from a trainer.

 

It was the "graduation" of her class and to add to our ever growing memorabilia, she decided to whip out her digital camera, set the timer on and take a photo of the whole class.

 

*snap!* picture taken, camera stowed.

 

The following day everyone in the support group received an e-mail. The trainer (whom I personally know) was asking everyone for help in identifying a certain trainee in the picture. We printed a copy of the said photo, gathered everyone from the training batch in a room and asked them who the trainee in question was. The long and short answer: No one knew the trainee because she wasn't part of the class. The trainer said she doesn't know the trainee and that person has a really good memory.

If she wasn't known to anyone in that training batch, perhaps she was a member of a different class? Then again why would she pose with people from a different class?

I always believe that where there's smoke, there's fire. In this building, you mentioned that there have been numerous instances of strange occurences that may or may not be explained in a rational manner. But if there are too many spooky occurences, it may be more than just a coincidence. Perhaps the building is really haunted.

 

Last year, while at the vets clinic (my beloved dog was dying at that time) I saw the doctor motioning to something that wasn't visible. I asked her what she was doing. She was telling a ghost (or a spirit??) to leave them alone as they were very busy at that time. Apparently the entity had been seen on numerous occasions by different people.

[Queen Darkeinjel]

If she wasn't known to anyone in that training batch, perhaps she was a member of a different class? Then again why would she pose with people from a different class?

I always believe that where there's smoke, there's fire. In this building, you mentioned that there have been numerous instances of strange occurences that may or may not be explained in a rational manner. But if there are too many spooky occurences, it may be more than just a coincidence. Perhaps the building is really haunted.

 

Last year, while at the vets clinic (my beloved dog was dying at that time) I saw the doctor motioning to something that wasn't visible. I asked her what she was doing. She was telling a ghost (or a spirit??) to leave them alone as they were very busy at that time. Apparently the entity had been seen on numerous occasions by different people.

 

She can't be from another class since the room where the picture was taken was locked (it was a rule to lock the training room if there is a session going on).

 

Couple of stories, like from another friend, she went to the ladies' room and only after a few seconds went out, pale.

 

The story, she saw a child in the stall that she went to, she also heard the child crying. She went out and decided to use the other ladies' room. Even the guards have their own stories.

 

I'm sorry about your dog. If it's a spirit, maybe it was waiting for your dog (a reaper, perhaps?)

[maxiev]

She can't be from another class since the room where the picture was taken was locked (it was a rule to lock the training room if there is a session going on).

 

Couple of stories, like from another friend, she went to the ladies' room and only after a few seconds went out, pale.

 

The story, she saw a child in the stall that she went to, she also heard the child crying. She went out and decided to use the other ladies' room. Even the guards have their own stories.

 

I'm sorry about your dog. If it's a spirit, maybe it was waiting for your dog (a reaper, perhaps?)

Thanks. He was a very old dog. Anyway the entity in that vet clinic apparently has been bothering the night shift vets for some time now. Mostly making a pest of itself but nothing ominous or dark.

[Queen Darkeinjel]

Thanks. He was a very old dog. Anyway the entity in that vet clinic apparently has been bothering the night shift vets for some time now. Mostly making a pest of itself but nothing ominous or dark.

 

A poltergeist - noisy or annoying entities. The staff at that clinic must be experts at ignoring.

 

Speaking of dogs, have you ever felt that your loving companion is still watching over you?

 

Mine feels like he's there "disciplining" our new furry friend.