Sunday, May 24, 2015

New Manila's The Little Baby Girl

From: Google

This happened when I was 10 years old, when I had just moved into our new home in New Manila in QC. The house was pretty big and when I entered that house, I felt cold and I shivered. I made my way up to my new room to stay in and I finally found my bed.

That night I took a shower. As I was behind the covers of the shower curtain. I saw a shadow standing there. It was a figure of something small, maybe a baby even. I was terrified and I slowly opened the curtain. But nothing was there. Then when I went to bed, I heard a little baby crying and crying. I got up and followed the noise. But it was everywhere at once. But I didn't bother to find it again, so I just went to bed.

In the next day I decided to go around the neighbor and meet them. I went to every house. Then I went to one house, there was a nice little old lady about in her late 70's. We talked for a while, but then I asked her about the house. She told me a history of a mother and a little baby about 9 months old that used to live in that house, but they were both killed when the baby had accidentally stabbed her mother with scissors when her mother was asleep. But then the people had to kill the baby for punishment and shot the baby.

So now the baby is around the house looking for her mother, but her mother is never there. After hearing this I was deathly terrified and I wasn't sure if I wanted to live in that house anymore. So I told my mom the story. She didn't believe me at first but she then she did when she heard the crying too. We couldn't move somewhere else because we had just moved there. So I told my mom that I wanted to live with my dad and stay there until I decided to go home. Until this day I am living with my mom again She now has another house that we can live. I haven't been to that house again But I might another day. ( Courtesy: yourghoststories )

Saturday, May 23, 2015

An Angel of Light? (From Palawan)

From: Google

When I was a little girl, my cousins and I used to go to a little forest in Palawan that we go around to and just mess around. We knew every step of our way to that forest. We never really got lost or got hurt there but one really gray day at about 12:00, we decided to just go out and play at the same spot we always play at. It started to rain just as we were about to play hide and seek. We tried to ignore it and just kept playing, but we couldn't and it started to fog and rain harder and harder every time. We tried to head home but it was too foggy to find our way.

Then about 200 yards away from me I saw a light. It looked like a figure of a little girl about 5 years old. I never saw the face but I knew that it was our way out. So I told my cousins to follow me and they did. It turned left and right so we followed every step of the way. As I came closer the light grew lighter. Then it was gone. Just then I noticed that we were finally on a road that lead to our home. I was so glad. But I kept thinking about that little girl. It must have been an angel because it helped us find our way home. (Courtesy: yourghoststories)

Cultural Center of The Philipines Ghost Sightings

From: Google

My dad used to work as a lighting technician in the main theater of the Cultural Center of the Philippines (CCP) during the latter part of the Marcos regime. The CCP serves as a venue to showcase Filipino culture and art, and houses exhibit halls, a library and several theaters.

The CCP has seen it share of popular local and international personalities. That day, during dad's shift, their crew were informed that the president's first lady, Imelda Marcos, will be watching the play. The Presidential Security Group (PSG) thoroughly swept the place for anything and anyone suspicious.

After that, my dad and the sound technician (let's call him Roy), went up to the control room behind the stage (it's elevated, think two story backstage) and started checking their equipment to get ready for the play. Their area allows them to see the stage without being seen by the audience. Imagine the recording studios with the glass panel - that's pretty much how it looks like. On the first level across them (still behind the stage) are two PSG men, stationed in that area.
The play started without a hitch but during the intermission, the two PSG guys came running inside the control room. My dad and Roy got a little worried - during that time, getting in trouble with the Marcoses either mean torture or death.

One of PSG guys spoke up and asked whether someone went through the room. My dad and Roy told them they haven't seen anyone go through the door. Unconvinced, the PSG guys pointed to a door on the right. Roy said that door has been locked for a long time but gave them the key anyway so they could check it themselves. They did and found the tiny room dusty and empty (no trap doors or anything).

For a couple of tough guys, they started looking a little shook up. They told my dad and Roy that just a few minutes ago, before the intermission, they saw a lady with long hair and white clothes entering the room--running, then disappearing. My dad and Roy looked at each other, shrugged and told the PSG guys that it happens a lot there (the whole CCP in fact). (Courtesy: yourghoststories) 

Thursday, May 21, 2015


"..... Kinagabihan, nagising si MJ. Wala ang mama niya at lampshade lang ang naka ilaw. Maya maya may kumatok sa pinto ng kwarto nya. "Pasok", sambit ng dalaga. Lumaki ang mga mata ni MJ sa nakita. Gulat at takot sa papalapit na tao..."

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Wednesday, May 20, 2015

[Video] Ghosts of Children Playing in our Basement

Courtesy: Youtube

The Lady with Fangs of Bacolod


This story happened way back in college. I used to study in one of the country's oldest university so I had been hearing a lot of ghost stories, urban legends etc. Not just in school but also in our dormitory, stories such as walking nuns without a leg, a floating lady who would stare at you if you were studing late at night, ha-ha. I did not believe any of it at first until I got my own dose of it.

I went back to our province in Bacolod City since it was the beginning of the sem break. I was so exhausted so went to bed early. I used to share a bed with my sister and our kid brother. One night whilst we were sleeping, I suddenly felt someone holding me tight, I could not move. I looked up as if the force was above my head, I saw a lady so horrifying with fangs, long hair, red eyes, and ghostly skin. Oh of all the horror you could imagine.

I know I wasn't dreaming because I could feel the pain. She moved to the other side and jumped into our bed. I tried to wake up my siblings but I could see they were not feeling any shakes. The lady was saying " ikaw ang may kasalanan"! (it's your fault!) repeatedly. I don't know what she was talking about. She started to scratch me. She was so angry. I gave her a kick and said "Bitawan mo ako"! (let go of me!) and prayed the Hail Mary looking directly into her eyes. I can't imagine myself so brave at that time. I don't know, maybe because I came to prioritize my safety and also of my sibling's first. As I realized what had happened I hid under the sheets very paranoid until the sun came up.

The lady was gone after I prayed the Hail Mary but the next morning I saw scratches and bruises on my body. The areas where she held me during my struggle! (Courtesy: yourghoststories)