midnigth player

                                                               

midnight player 

This my very own experience that happened to me while I was collage so please enjoy

As a college student I wake up early and go home late it doesn’t help that my commute to home is 2hrs long to reach the subdivision from school.

So one of the long days  at school  I reached the subdivision there was no transpo so I was forced to walk home when I looked at my phone it was almost 12:30.  While I was walking I passed by the court I heard a sudden shoot I couldn’t  really see the inside of it since all the lights were off so curiosity got the best of me to see who would play at this time as I entered the court I used my cellphone as a flashed light everything seems quiet my eyes caught a dirty basket ball under one of the hoops so I looked around to see maybe he was hiding since it wasn’t allowed to play there so late as I approached to ball I felt sudden chills that the court suddenly became colder and I remembered a story.

there was a story about the one near the entrance  court the court here had walls and large fences around it anyways  a tragedy happened to that court that an aspiring basketball player always played there and loved that court but a accident happened making him unable to play basketball any longer but he still hangout there to meet friends and to watch people play but his saddens got worse and one day he decided to end it all by hanging himself in one of the rings people were shocked to hear this they say he loved the area so much that his spirit still resides there bounded to the court that every after midnight when you pass it you will hear a dibbling or shooting from inside of the court and when you instigate you will see a worn-out ball near one of the hoops and there seems no sign of somebody in there and when you get it you will hear a voice coming from the opposite hoops saying “ akin yan”( that’s mine) and when you look back you will  see the hanged player  reaching towards you. There are many different tales why the boy killed himself but all of it has an ending of seeing the hanged player.

So I fast walked away from the ball and just looked straight ahead of fearing of what I might see when I look other way when I was safely outside the court I continued walking farther and in the end my eye I swear I saw a shadow that was hanging in one of the hoops so until this day I take the longer route when I am forced to walk back home fearing of seeing the midnight player.

The illusion of big things

The illusion of big things

When we see big things we seeming thinking of positively as we see it as a status of success big house, big cars, big pay checks and so much more some people even travel to see this big things and dream of being big themselves in terms material aspects that people are finding ways of shortcut to it like lottery the bigger the prize more people line up to get it and sadly some people resort to crime to get the big things immediately as they forgot that the best way to get to these big things starts from small things as the saying goes a walk of a million mile start with a single step people that aims to be big often forget these they shove way education as they see that some people have wealth even if they didn’t finished this they often forget these people have talents and connections on how they got where they are and how long and hard the trip where they are now we must see this big things that we plan our life as everybody truly wants to live happily nobody wishes for trouble we must treat this plans as seeds like seeds they need patience and perseverance as done right  these seed will grow into trees  we are more proud and more caution about as those who took the easy way how many lottery winners keep their wealth for a long time and criminals be proud of the thing they did to get big so we shouldn’t be blinded by the fast track on wealth and other big things in life we should focus on the little ways we do and we should are best in it as these way like a seed before we know it we are big as there ever be and we did it the right way.

bump in the night

 bump in the night

So a story I just read and wanted to share it

 This happened when I was 16 years old while I was still living in Davao City with my mom. Due to insufficient financial resources, we rented a room in an old boarding house. I wouldn't say that the location was rural because we were living in the city. The boarding house was a walking distance from the first mall in the city and right in front of it was a busy diversion road.

The two-storey boarding house was semi-concrete (cemented first floor and wooden second floor). Our room was in the corner of the second floor where the ceiling made of ply wood usually leaks during rainy season. The house was surrounded by two dark alleys and a neighbor's house at the back.

Anyway, we were about to sleep since I have school the next day. I think it was around 10 PM. I remember I was listening to the sounds of the night (occasional vehicles passing, our neighbor slowly turning in for the night) when suddenly, a loud BANG came from the roof right on top of me. It was so loud that my mom and I sat bolt upright from our shared bed.

It seems like a huge thing or being landed on the rooftop with such force that it shook the old house. We were the only tenants in the boarding house that time. Then the thing started crawling or dragging itself. I could hear it as if it was crawling on all fours slowly, as if trying to be quiet. What scared me the most was that when it moved/crawled, it's as if nails are being slowly dragged on the tin roof.

I looked at my mom and she said it might be a cat. But I know it was not a cat. We've had cats jumping and mating on that rooftop many nights and I tell you, I know that it was not a cat. The thing was HUGE I could hear the tin roof creaking under its weight! Then the thing jumped to our neighbor's roof. The boarding house shuddered again at the sudden change in weight. We heard it jump to another house then silence.

The next morning, my mom heard talks that the thing that landed on our roof was an aswang(a kind of vampire). It came from a neighboring house, a block away, where a pregnant woman lived.

source

http://www.yourghoststories.com/real-ghost-story.php?story=24645

rainy shadows

         rains shadows

There was recently a storm that passed our city it brought with it death and destruction we were fortunate enough not to be there when it happened because of a family outing I saw in the news the damage of our city.

 After a while we were allowed to go back to see our home we arrived there almost sun down that our home was a simple two floor house but even the upper floor was wet we salvage anything that we could salvage but anywhere we look it was just broken you can even feel the sadness just by the atmosphere of the surroundings.

It was night time when we were finished I decided to look around our back yard and while going my way I saw people from the distance but something didn’t feel right about those people they seems unmoving and almost staring back at me I felt a cold chill so hurried back inside our home and help with the packing of the reaming things.

As we were heading back  in our relative place a took a last look at our home and saw the those unmoving things huddle up and I was sure that they were looking at us but it seems weird that other than me nobody noticed it my head was suddenly filled with dread and a great feeling of un easiness.

As we reach our destination the feeling was getting worse and my sister was starting to notice it as we enter the home I went straight to the bath room and vomited and a feeling of sickness didn’t leave and suddenly a feeling of rage and sadness came over me I started trashing about and screaming things I know nothing about I didn’t even know why I couldn’t control my body I started crying my other relative stated to hold me down but to no avail a priest was called as they were assuming the worst and a brief exorcism I was back to my normal self  I was beat up and tried my life was leaving my body  so without a beat I lost consciousness.

When I woke up the priest was still there they explained that was posses by the victims of the storm that those spirits were angry and jealous that I was a live and they were not the priest suggested that I don’t go to that place for  a while and after that event I think I never will.

“I got the inspiration looking at news and the rainy weather recentlyJ”    

  

my day and rant

my day and rant

Sleepy and bored that sums up my days this waiting period things have been rather slow I have made no improvement what so ever  of my plans I think I am stuck on a rut I don’t like I need to do something about it well first of I think I will deposit all of my extra cash in the bank not the coins one but the paper it is taking long to fill it since I have no more allowances I need to really need to get a job of sorts even in the time being I don’t like being overly dependent to my parent as it is so I need to plan up and keep it up life isn’t going to be like this I need an edge on stuff maybe basic skills in life maybe driving would be nice I think I should start there then other things will follow beats being in home the whole day and occasionally leaving  but recently I just came upon a  news that really boiled my blood he is the president how can he do those things he represents the country  and it people the thing he did wasn’t supposed to be cheered on but his loyal brainless stupid to the highest degree was so happy he did that first of all both parties are married what would their spouses think second the girl was only doing it because he was the president and the funny part he was speaking about corruption of the church while doing that he was doing a corrupted thing there as chance that this woman might have to have get  lawyer for his divorce because if she can do that in public with another man who knows what she does in private this president even mocks Christianity I just needed to relax for a while my mind is setting up to leaving this country when I have enough money my hope for change and a better tom for this place is disappearing hopefully I can find the nationalistic pride of being a citizen of this nation  well rants over have a good unlike me