Something to Share

As most of the time I am in the Philippines , my room in Hong Kong has been left vacant. When I came back to Hong Kong this summer, I realized that my room was no longer vacant, it was “occupied” already…

One Saturday night, when I was sleeping in the middle of the night, something unusual happened. I suddenly felt very cold. It was a blistering summer night, and I did not even turn my electric fan on, but it was very cold. I covered myself with a blanket, but still, I was freezing. I quickly went out of my room and told my mom about this. She thought I was sick and thus gave me a woolen pullover. I went back to my bed and added a quilt on top of my blanket. However, I still felt very cold. So, my mom decided to sleep beside me in order to let me gain some warmth from her.

Okay, when I felt a little better, my mom suddenly told me that it was her turn. She suddenly woke up and told me that she could feel that there was a cold object trying to embrace her! She felt very cold. We then were totally freaked out. We knew there was a “third-person” sleeping on the bed with us. Therefore, we decided to transfer to the master bedroom, as my dad was there. We could finally fell asleep, but it was already 5 a.m. in the morning.

Last Saturday night (it was a Saturday night AGAIN!), something creepier happened. I went home at 2 a.m. When I opened the main door, I saw “somebody” was standing in front of my brothers' room. I found it so weird because that door was closed, and I wondered what that “person” was doing. I thought that person was my mother, as “she” was wearing a piece of white dress. I could not see her face as it was so dark, but I could see that she had black hair. But I asked myself, “why is mom not greeting me?” As I intended to say hi and look up on her, she suddenly RUSHED into the master bedroom.

What I saw was a piece of white curtain rushed into the master bedroom and vanished in one second. I was so damn frightened and quickly turned the light on. What I saw was an empty and silent corridor. I then headed to my bedroom and passed by the master bedroom. What I found out here was even more frightening – the door of the master bedroom was closed! If that “person” went into it, why there was no noise of opening and closing the door?! Scary, huh?

The next best thing was that my mom suddenly came out of her room and asked where I had been. I then asked her back if THAT was HER. She said no, because she just woke up. >< Oh my God! Then who was that??

In fact, I am not the only one who has seen her. My auntie and my little brother have already met her earlier. Well, I am here in the Philippines again. So, meaning my room is going to be taken again by “somebody”.