Who Could It Be?

Morning…

The sun rose up, shining ever so brightly at the eastern portion of the azure sky with shards of light trying to peek through the drapes hung carelessly just above my head. With almost 7:00 AM flashed on the small screen of my bedside clock, I quickly brushed off the temptation to tarry along with my unending reveries and dragged myself out of bed. I then cleaned up and made my way downstairs to prepare for work.

I did everything in haste as usual.

And just like any ordinary days, I walked down the street hurriedly just to make it at the office on time. It was time for an 8-hour work.

Tick… Tock… Tick… Tock… Tick… Tock!

Finally, it was 5:00 in the afternoon…

It was time to go home. I shut down my personal computer, slid my things into my graffiti-decorated tote bag, made my way toward another building for a queue and waited for my turn to log-out via biometric clock. Having imprinted my index fingerprint on the gadget and then notified via recorded voice-message that it was successfully verified, I left and ambled down the road, thinking of fixing myself a hot and spicy canton noodles (which I happened to forget upon arriving at our house).

At home…

Our house is in a small compound adjacent to my granny’s and uncle’s houses.  It’s called a triplex but not the typical triplex. It is not a 3-story type. Rather, each family has had their own house built (not an apartment) with adjoining doors and respective gates.

Upon entering into one of the gates, I saw my favorite little girls, my niece and first cousin, talking nonstop inside my aunt’s grocery store. They were playing boisterously, gallivanting around the store. I always love playing with them but I decided to just walk past them and made my way toward our two-story house.

Minutes after, I went back to my little girls and “teasingly bickered” with them. After awhile, I charmed them to come with me for a “pictorial session”. They were thrilled with the idea of having to pose in front of camera and immediately went with me, guiding them carefully as we took our every step upstairs.

My bedroom…

Upon entering the room, they giggled seeing those Disney princesses stickered on my headboard and grabbed anything that caught their attention. Geez! They were unstoppable! Good thing I still managed to make them behave and project in front of a self-timed cellphone camera!

Tink! Tink! Tink! – Tink! Tink! Tink! Tink! Tink! Tink! Tink! Tink! Tink!

Click!

Flash!

Here are some of our cute shots!

me and my little girls

me and my little girls

me and my little girls

me and my little girls

me and my little girls

me and my little girls

Yes, it was just an ordinary day, from waking up to working to playing with the kids. It went well just like the days that passed. Nothing spectacular but as time went by, something wrong happened, something eerie…?

Hours went unnoticed until it was time to retire for a long night ahead. I am used to totally locking myself up in my room when sleeping at night because I cannot sleep knowing the shutters are open. So I closed everything that needed to be closed, switched the light off, turned the light on at the altar, and went to sleep.

Tick… Tock… Tick… Tock… Tick… Tock!

I could not sleep.

The smoke out of the burnt rubber or maybe plastics just nearby was trapped in my room, suffocating me. Despite the nasty smell from the combusted materials, I tried to get some sleep and luckily managed to a couple of minutes after.

Tick… Tock… Tick… Tock… Tick… Tock!

Suddenly, I woke up in the middle of the night with darkness engulfing the room. It was what we call “brownout”. The electricity went out.  So I decided to get up to turn on the emergency light. Just when I was about to push its button, I noticed through my “left sideways vision” that something had flashed from the window.

My heart thudded frantically because instinctively, I knew something strange happened… A tiny voice was telling me the shutters were open but I was not sure…

It was just a mere hunch. Just to confirm what I was dreading of, I went over it and found out exactly what I had in mind.

The lower set of the shutters were, indeed, open…

It was unthought of because I never experienced something like it before particularly upstairs. I then found myself re-running everything I did before I slept a few hours ago.

I did close all the windows, didn’t I?

Deep within me, I knew I did. I can’t sleep knowing the shutters are open, remember? One more thing, the door was locked. There was nobody in the room besides me! So who did it?

Was there a presence of someone there besides me? If so, then why did that someone open the window?

Was that someone concerned about me?

Maybe…?

Perhaps, that someone was worried I might get suffocated with that nasty smell? Perhaps it’s the reason why that someone opened the window for me…?

Hmmm… This is what I have gotten into from watching Celebrities Ghost Stories, My Ghost Story and Psychic Kids on the BIOgraphy channel.

Now, I still close everything that needs to be closed. I still lock the door up before sleeping but I do not switch the light off anymore.

Trivia: Have you ever had a nightmare that gives you goosebumps? You are half-asleep, half-awake, eyes half-opened, when suddenly you see a flimsy white  gown, nightgown (just the portion of it though), hovering over you so near. It is as if she were responsible for your struggle… the struggle to move even just the tip of your finger and the struggle to get yourself fully awake and set yourself free from her…

It happened just yesterday, August 15, 2011… You may find me freak or whatever but I believe in paranormal stuff. I believe in supernatural. I know they exist.

*Unedited post. I don’t like this post of mine.

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