Student, 21
As usual, different schools have their stories that frighten people, some of ghosts, haunted classes
and others. Our school was no different, although the story I thought to be false and funny wasn't
when my friend's experience came. It basically started as when we were discussing about ghost stories,
my peers were bringing up stories of people killed by soldiers who now haunt the school for the living.
looking for the offsprings of the predators so as to take revenge. My friend's grandfather was a soldier.
All the time he insulted the victims and said that all is false. He laughed at us and we were frightened
whenever we hear the stories. He often told us, "It's their fault for dying and what can they do anyways?".
Well, one day, we were at the cafeteria, during dismissal, discussing about the teachers and subjects.
My friend came over and told us that our friend who makes fun of the victims haven't come out of the
classroom. We were obviously worried. After all, he always comes out first and it has been an hour.
We decided to go back to the classroom where he goes to but the door was locked. We heard him screaming
and the next thing we saw was blood that swept through the glass we were trying to peek through. There
was no more screaming and the door opened. We then saw our friend hanging from a rope tied on a fan.
his face was written with words "My sweet revenge...". After that, no one made fun of the ghosts and
the school was blessed.
My School...
Student, 17
Of all the stories I've heard, this seems to be true in my school. I study in La Salle Greenhills and
as usual narrate ghost stories. One idea that struck me most was the fact that they were blessing the
school one day because it was haunted. Of course we have heard and narrated ghost stories about our school.
But the fact that it was true and occurences happened struck me. There was a story that the Japanese
soldiers killed and raped the Filipinos on the site of our school when it was a hill (that was where it
got its name). And victims of this torture show up to different people in the school. The band members
can feel as if someone is watching them through the window. They can see the face, while on the other side
there is no one. Another is the story of someone knocking like hell on the elevator door at 12 mn. During
which there's no one in school except the guards. Which gave them a good reason of leaving the building
at 10 pm. There are even occurences of complaints of nearby neighbors hearing noises from the classrooms
of chairs being thrown everywhere. Loud bangs and everything. The guard goes and gets scared seeing the
chairs in disarray. There are stories of forks and spoons making noise on the cafeteria, at 12 mn.
The story of the old plumber who died because of heart attack caused by the noise of basketball players
wasn't frightening. But the fact that he too haunts the school in his ways scare us. There are even
instances where students can see his apparition. Some of them just run away. Others freak out. None of
us knew about this quite well although we were familiar about it until our teacher narrated to us the
instances and was deadly serious about it.
Strange Spirits
Acountant, 32
I always believed in ghosts, and I always pray for the dead, but I don't understand why I was still bothered that month. It all started when we moved to an old bungalow in a suburban area since the new house I'm planning to move in that month wasn't done yet. And with my salary, I can't afford to stay on the house I was staying before that. The rental in this bungalow was dirt cheap and so I said why not. The day was ok. Everyone was friendly to us, but has kept away from the house. I was thinking that they might be disgusted, anyways, it was our first night and everything was normal. The haunting started the next day. When I went down the basement to clean it up, I saw someone standing next to the furnace smiling, she was wearing white and since she was far I really can't make out her face, but I decided to come near and ask her how she came in. When I came near her face starts rotting by the second. I WAS TERRIFIED!!! I immediately ran upstairs and locked the door. I then felt that being alone in the basement makes my mind wander off. So I decided to go later but buy the groceries in the meantime. I arrived home at around 7 PM and ate dinner. I went upstairs at around nine and decided to call it a day off. I went to wash my hand and the same woman stood behind me!!! The door was locked and I was voiceless. Her wrists were bleeding and what seemed to be a smile was full of fury. She told me that I should go away or else, I can't say anything and when I turned toward the faucet I saw blood. I was so terrified I almost fainted. But when I turned back she was gone. But the faucet was still pouring blood. By the time I went out I heard my wife screaming in fear. She read the words "GO AWAY!!! GO AWAY!!! OR ELSE!!!" being written on the wall while she is seeing it, in blood. According to her, she saw a woman in white at the bottom of the stairway. We immediately ran down the stairway and left the house. We stayed in a hotel for a night and took our belongings the next day. Although we don't want to, we were forced to stay over for a month at our friend's house.
