But Marie has to live with it, because she was born with that ability. Marie's mother has the same gift. In her family, power runs stronger among the females than males.
One day Marie woke up to a blinding headache. She felt like someone was drilling inside her head. Her migraine was acting up again.
She decided not to go to work and get some rest instead. Safely ensconced in her bed, she slept the day away, never leaving her room the whole day. (Marie lived alone in a studio on the third floor of a condo unit.)
In the middle of the night, she woke up to answer the call of nature. Still half asleep, she headed for the bathroom. After finishing up, she padded her way back to her bed but her attention was caught by a slight movement on her left.
Seated on the sofa of her living room was an old woman wearing a white towel tied at the chest, like she just had shower! The old woman was drying her hair with another towel.
Marie stifled her shout of surprise. Creeping closer to the old woman, she peered at the figure seated on her settee. There was something familiar about her, Marie thought.
She was taken aback when she realized it was her favorite old aunt., the one who lived in Davao!
"how did she get int here?" Marie wondered. "Wow, was I that tired that I didn't hear her come in?"
What was she doing here all the way from Davao, Marie thought, delighted yet at the same time bewildered. Her aunt was in her late 60s and she found it difficult to travel.
She was about to call out "Auntie, how are you?" when her aunt turned her head towards Marie. Their eyes crossed and then, something happened that really raised the hair on the back of marie's neck: her aunt slowly disintegrated into thin air! She looked like she went up in smoke!
"OH MY LORD!" was all Marie could say.
Was that permonition or a dream? Feeling a disturbing sense of forebeeding that something wrong might have happened to her favorite aunt Marie ran to her room and immediately dialed her mom's number.
"Hello, Ma"
"Yes, Marie."
"You know what?"
"I know." Her mom sounded like she knew what Marie was going to say.
"I saw auntie right here in my pad! Something wrong must have happened to her! How is she? Did you talk to her recently? O don't know what to do."
At that, Marie poured the whole story out to her mom, who tried several times to interrupt.
When Marie finally finished relating her experience, her mom told her that her aunt passed away hours before their conversation. She had succumbed to complications brought by diabetes.
Marie broke down and cried. She hadn't seen her favorite aunt in the past five years! Now they'll never see each other again.
Marie put the phone down and cried all night till she fell asleep.
Due to er hectic schedule in the office, Marie wasn't able to attend her aunt's funeral but she offered prayers for her departed loved one.
Three days after the interment, something spooky happened again to Marie.
She arrived home From office at around 10 that evening. As she was opening the door, she saw three butterflies coming out of her room.
Marie knew that sometimes spirits take the form of butterflies and visit their living relatives. She took this as a significant sign.
The three bright brown large butterflies hovered near her head. Suddenly, she felt something cold. She felt the peculiar presence of someone else joining her in her pad.
This frightened her for she had a feeling the three butterflies were her aunt, her uncle and her dad.
Although she was used to spirits making their presence felt to her, she was scared of the idea that her loved ones, someone she knew, would be manifesting themselves to her.
She frantically grabbed the doorknob and stumbled into her pad. She wanted to run and hide under the covers of her bed.
As butterflies neared he, smoke began forming out of thin air, slowly it began taking the shape of a woman
BANG!!!
She kicked the door shut before the figure could fully materialize and locked it tight.
She then jumped straight into bed, skipping dinner and escaping another scary apparition.
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| Photo Credit. |
- Jonathan Celeste
Disclaimer: This post series are just a collection of stories about ghost experiences in the Philippines. Original content can be read by buying the Philippine Ghost Stories Book 2 that was written by Gianna Maniego and her team of ghost writers.
Series:
001: Fact or Fake?
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