This story was from I was still living in the Philippines when I was young. I lived in the province, in a house that is located a few minutes away from the main road. The house is made out of old wood and is styled as a Spanish period house. It was a two story house, with the lower section added on at later years. When I was 8-9 years old, my cousin, my sister, and I would play hide in seek in the dark in the upper floor of the house, while my lola (grandma) and my mom stayed downstairs to talk after dinner.
One night we were playing hide and seek, I was "it" and had to find my cousin and my sister after counting to 10. The layout upstairs is common. We have a second kitchen upstairs where the sink is located at the back of the floor, and pots and pans are stored in the adjacent storage located near the stairs. This storage is opened and is located at the lower portion of the "prepping" table only covered by a piece of fabric.
When I was done counting to 10, I went ahead and looked for my sister (since she's pretty bad at hiding). I turned around, looked to my left and saw a dark shadow standing on the prepping table. Since it was dark, I could only see the shape of the person and assumed it was my sister since her hair was long. I came over to her, and started pulling on her "skirt." I looked up and she looked down on me but I could not see her face, just dark shadows with hair and a skirt. As I was pulling on her skirt, all while saying "I found you," my sister came out from the opposite side of the kitchen and asked who I was talking to. At that point, the hair from the back of my neck stood up and I got the shivers. I went and hurried to turn on the lights. After the light is turned on, the girl is gone and all was left there was the cloth covering the storage area for the pots and pans... I then went downstairs and cried at the shock of what I saw...
My sister and I talked about this after and we still talk about it every time we get the chance today. She believes that the girl is just my imagination and the skirt I was pulling on was the storage cloth... But I try to explain to her that while I was pulling on the skirt, the girl looked down on me and I could feel her body shift to the this position... I think it's just the devil playing tricks.
I would not ever want to experience this again, but every time I am reminded of this, I just pray. The devil might be there all along, and try to place a normal object afterwards to play with our minds. I knew what I saw that night.
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