The House Of Horror

This is my first ever story to share with you about my childhood experiences on the supernatural.

I grew up in a lively city near Davao. My family isn't well off around the time I was born which was in the 90's. But 3 years later, on the time my younger brother came, my parents decided to live at my mother's aunt's (we call her grandma) place since it was huge and of course, less expenses on our part.

We live together with my 2nd cousin's family and sometimes with my uncle who works abroad and come home to us once or twice in a year.

The house is a bit old, a semi-one storey with 4 bedrooms, a big kitchen, a huge storage room (it was actually more than a room since it took half of the total area of the whole house) where grandma stored her antique stuffs ranging from sewing machine, type writer and many more. The house also got a basement located inside the storage hall and a huge water tank built in stone on the other back side of the house.

Rumors already spread around my family and friends that grandma's house is haunted. It was like every month each member got their own taste or story to tell about the supernatural stuffs there.

The 1st story I will share with you is the 1st story I've heard from my family about the creepiness of the house.

This one was from my grandfather, mom's father, who eats at the house everyday mostly for dinner since he live next door from us. I was around 8-9 years of age when it happened.

He said one Saturday night, few weeks ago, he was alone in the kitchen. My parents and grandma were still out working while us kids were already in our beds, sleeping.

He was eating by himself on the table and across from him is an open door leading to the dark living room that time.

Then out of nowhere he noticed a semi-white transparent floating by the door. He said it formed into a lady in white dress with long hair that mostly covered its face.

Grandpa was definitely afraid for a while, but he said he was able to finish his food and wash up. He was even trying to feel its cold presence which was there the moment it appeared and when he saw it was still there, without further thinking, he passed by the lady in white through the door and walked out of the house!

Whether if that last part was true or not, knowing no one or seldom people can possibly really do that (ignore and pass by the ghost). For me, I believed grandpa was telling the truth. Since he's always a brave man for me. One concrete example I've witnessed was when we were robbed once at a gunpoint and Grandpa angrily shove his bag to the robber like no care of what the robber will do next. Thus, it's quite possible Grandpa breezed past the ghost like no care at all. What do you think?