This is my first time spending Halloween in my boarding house. Since my first year here in the city, I always go home during November 1 and 2, but this time around, I just don’t feel like going home. So I stayed, I stayed in my boarding house with my four other board mates. I am a kind of person who really gets scared easily. Super. That’s why when my board mate told us stories about ghosts and scary incidents in that house, I panic…OMG!!!..I really can’t help it. My father even scolded me for being so coward when comes to that thing. He always reminded me of my faith, but then I just I can’t help it, even in watching horror movies, I own the loudest scream. Now this board mate of mine keeps on telling scary stories, true stories, according to her that really happens inside that house. I have been in that boarding house for less than a month so I am just a “newbie” right there. I am still adjusting and adopting.
On the morning of November 1, she asked us if we happen to go out last night. All of us answered NO. No way that we will go out considering the stories that she told. And she began to tell us about what she heard the other night. According to her she heard noises, that there are sounds of dragging the tables and chairs, sweeping of floor, etc. My other board mate heard steps in the stairs. I always believed that there are lots of those kinds of thing in this fallen world and there are millions of them. I thanked that I was not able to hear those things, because if I had, maybe I lost my sanity. I swear!..
And here’s another thing, at noon, as in noon!, when my room mate took a nap, she woke up trembling. And so I asked her what’s wrong, and she asked me back if I ever go near to her, I said no. and she said she felt a very cold thing touching her neck. Another OMG!!!..Since that time, my room mate never entered our room until afternoon.
And here comes night, I am not around because I attended a fellowship. Two of my board mates were left. They relay the story when I came back. They were just talking in the “sala”, and they forget about those scary things already, when suddenly, in the middle of their conversation, the light in our room, as in OUR room, went out, take note, only in our room!..They both were scared to death and as they relay the message to me, instead of being scared, I found myself rolling in the floor laughing. What they did according to them was that they ran out of the house in the fastest way that they can. One of them almost fall on the stairs and her slippers was damaged. When they came back to the house, the light was already on. That was an un forgettable experience and maybe if I was one of them that time, I haven’t recovered yet from my afterschock..Hehehehe,,
That night was a sleepless night for all of us. We just can’t sleep no matter how hard we wanted to. We are aware of the every sound of the night, observing and staying alert. What a Halloween experience. Tsk.
