Halloween is fast approaching. I see many horror stories in the television, I can read many horror stories on social networks such as Twitter and Facebook, I see horror photos in the internet.
Horror stories are everywhere as well as ghost or spirits are everywhere. Many people experience having paranormal activities, an encounter of ghosts in their life. Every year, different experiences are told by different people. This makes paranormal to be one of the branches of science, fact.
I also have my horror story to tell, I experienced this when I was still a toddler. There are times that I experience some scary things, but I guess those are just nothing but a feeling. But this story, this really happened, I think I was 5 or 6 years old that time.
Our house only has one bedroom, the whole family sleeps in that bedroom. There is a double-deck bed and we have a bed on the floor. Though I'm still young, I was the one sleeping on the upper part of the double-deck. Beside our bed, we have a window where we can see our garage.
One night, we have to sleep early so we can wake up early in the morning. In the midnight, I suddenly woke up and heard strange noise outside the house. So, I tried to look at the window and.. I was shocked and cried aloud for what I have seen. A saw an old man wearing old-fashioned clothes walking... with no head! I was really shocked, cried aloud, and went down on the bed of my parents! Everyone was awaken in my loud voice while crying. And they were asking, what happened? Why am I crying? I have nothing to answer, can't explain what just happened, maybe because of my shock. So, after I cried, we all slept, I stayed in my parents' bed to sleep.
Imagine, a toddler seeing an old man walking without head. whew.
For many nights, I remain scared of the incident. I always sleep on my parents' bed. I don't want to sleep in my bed, not just because I'm alone but because I was really afraid. Thinking that headless man will show up again.
There is this man whom I call 'Lolo'. He's not really my grandfather, but he's old to be called Lolo or grandfather. He was the father of the friend of my father. And I usually go to his yard which is just near our house. Suddenly, he accidentally died. Very soon, he was put in the coffin, and friends and relatives visited him.
Since our family are friends of 'Lolo', we went to his burial. My Dad and I went close to the coffin and see the 'Lolo' inside. And suddenly, I cried so loud! I got everyone's attention. I told my Dad, "Daddy, he was the old man I saw in the garage! He doesn't have his head but I know that's him."
Since the day I saw the headless man, I haven't seen 'Lolo'. Until I saw him in the coffin, with head.
From that day, my fright was relieved, I can sleep again in my bed. I sleep normally again but I can never forget that horrible experience.
Just this day, I knew something about that experience. The television show, entitled Kapuso Mo, Jessica Soho, said that, when you see a man walking without head, you should tell them and bury their clothes on the ground so they will be saved from death.
I felt guilty. Because I was still a toddler, I haven't knew about that. If only I knew, Lolo might have lived longer. Though it was just a belief, nothing's bad to do it. Well, I could just pray for him now and that's all I can do. May his soul be peaceful wherever he is now.
This story is written with everything I remember and additional things from my mother.
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