The Caretaker

I used to see ghost and other entities since I was a child. But I really don't want them bugging me because I am scared, really scared. But somehow, they don't quit.

Here's the latest...We've just moved in this house last year. Actually, we don't have plans of moving out yet. But my friend keeps on pursuing me to get the next door. It was Nov. 11 of 2007. I already made some arrangements in the house. And of course, I always wanted my room to look cozy as always. We were all tired of unpacking our things. So we decided to go to sleep and finish the task first thing in the morning. I was lying on my bed, half asleep. And when I opened my eyes, I saw a woman wearing white watching me and shouting at me in the face. I was startled and blinked my eyes and then, she's no longer there. I thought of it as a dream. While everybody was fast asleep I was the only one awake.

Another incident was when I was about to go downstairs. I saw this woman going down. I thought it was my friend so I followed her around. But then again...she's gone. The stair is too steep and it has 20 steps and we're like 2 feet away and then she's gone?

Here's the third one, it happened just three weeks ago. I was awakened up by a text message from a friend. I used to put my phone on the stool beside my bed. When I turned to get my phone, I saw her sitting on the stool right next to me. The light coming from the phone gave me a better view. I wanted to scream but nothing came out. How could someone be in my room when I locked the door and I'm the only one in my room? I thought I was going to have a heart attack. So I closed my eyes and when I opened them up, she's no longer there.

I reached for the phone on the stool where she just sat, read the message of who text me that night, and pretended that nothing happened. I stood up and went to the bathroom. How I wish I was just dreaming! But I was not!

When I went back to my room, I turned on the lights. I'd rather sleep with lights on than seeing her again. Fortunately, I was able to catch my sleep. But I woke up again I noticed that the lights were off. I was already afraid of that woman and this is not the best time for brownouts. So I went out of my room and guess what-there are lights on the living room! I don't know if she's just scaring me. So I went to the bathroom.

I couldn't sleep anymore. I had to leave the door in my room open. I sat on my bed and kept staring on the switch. The lights turned on and "it" was not busted. I don't know what this woman was up to but she was giving me a chill.

I asked the owner of the house if there was a woman who died there. He only told me that there was once a woman caretaker there who used to live in a small nipa hut in the middle of the compound. She died there. The owner also experienced some shaking (bed, tokador and stools) whenever the soul of that woman passed through. He said she passed through walls and windows. But they never experienced the same as what I am experiencing right now...