2 Months Of Terror

I was 20 years old at that time and was about to start my on the job training (OJT) at a steel company in Ortigas. It was a two month long training designed to help me and 4 other people from my class familiarize about the actual activities or work done in our field of study.

We tried applying to other construction companies but weekly allowance and payment reimbursements offered by the steel company convinced us to sign a contract with them (they really need ojts at that time).

Me and my groupmates decided to rent a place that's just near the company. Luckily, a cousin of one of the member of our group offered the 2nd floor of her residence for us to stay since it's only her and her disabled brother who's staying there. We agreed with the arrangements made, since her house is just a good 20 minutes walk away from the company's gate, and moved in with her.

The 2nd floor of her house is just a huge space with a separate bathroom. They manage to provide bunk beds for us to sleep on. We felt lucky at that time for having the whole 2nd floor for ourselves. But needless to say, we were naive at that time.

After settling in, things would go missing and be found in another place, our bags opened with our clothes scattered everywhere (as if someone purposely went through with our things). At first,  we thought a robber broke in, so the owner (the cousin of one of our member) installed a deadbolt and a chain lock at the front doors. Even when the security was already tightened, our things would still go missing. The owner suspected that maybe it was her brother who was stealing our stuffs, but that's impossible since he can't walk. He can't even climb the stairs up to the 2nd floor.

We have these lamp with motion sensors that were loaned to us by the owner and they would light up if we wave our hand or walk pass it. But every night, they would go on blinking at the exact time that we were all laying in bed. Sometimes, we would spend the rest of night sleeping huddled together because we were too scared.

One time, I was awakened by this intense heat so I quickly got up and plugged in the electric fan, when I noticed a woman standing at the edge of the stairs. I waved my hand at the lamp but it didn't turn on. I adjusted my vision in the darkness and formed an outline of the woman standing at the edge of the stairs. As soon as the image registered in my mind I quickly went to bed, pulled the blanket up to my head and forced myself to sleep again. It wasn't a woman, that's what I told myself, because it has this fiendish characteristics with its messed up hair and long fingernails placed at its sides.

I told my groupmates about what I saw the following morning. Some of them even said that they too witnessed the same entity on the same exact spot.

The nights that followed that event weren't peaceful. We couldn't sleep well. Some of my groupmates even planned to move, out but we ended up bearing with the activities inside the house since we already paid the full payment for the two month's stay plus our share on the electrical, gas and water consumption.

After our two months training ended, we bid our farewell to the owner and thanked her for welcoming us to her home even though there's something in there that doesn't want us to be there in the first place.

Thanks for reading my story and more power to YGS!