This happened in the Philippines, it happened at August 15, 2018

It was a lovely evening, it was cold, relaxing, and you can also see the beautiful full moon.

I was on the way home after I was done with my morning shift at the convenience store at 7 Eleven. I was walking towards the tricycle station when I was already at the subdivision, my house was at the back of the basketball court. I went to hop on the tricycle, there were also a few people who also hop in cause they were going at the same direction as me.

Besides me and the tricycle driver there were 3 more people a pregnant lady, an old man, and also a lady that works at the bank.

We were near already near to our street, not until we were about to pass the basketball court. We can hear someone or something bouncing a ball, it was really dark at the court, there were no lights, and there were no people at the court.

We thought of it as nothing, not until something was blocking the road their body was crooked. Even the driver was terrified, it came closer and closer. The driver quickly drove away saying “that’s not a human” he said. When the driver was already driving fast he looked at the side window, that’s when his face turned pale white.

The people at the back seat was also terrified, the bank lady was keeping her jacket on her head and the old man was scared to death. When I look through the side mirror I could see it chasing after us, it was really fast even for a crooked man. It was running with its feet twisted so as his head. I was lost of words. That thing was smiling crazily when it was chasing us, but when we arrived at the tricycle station we couldn’t move. I called my dad to pic me up because I didn’t wanna stay at mine. We were all frightened after that.

The bank lady was crying, we were still terrified. The people at the station was confused, so as the other drivers. My dad quickly went to my subdivision after hearing what I said. My mom was also with my dad, and so are my siblings.

I told these to my parents, and they said maybe it was nothing. A few days later I found out that the crooked man was found dead at the comfort room of the basketball court, his feet was twisted and so was his head, he might’ve been murdered. I couldn’t sleep at that subdivision anymore so I moved out. I was still frightened about what had happened.

I couldn’t sleep that well, because that crooked man’s face and also body terrified me. I even had to go to a therapist after that. It’s been 2 years since then, I don’t know when was the last time I’d ever go back there.

As I am writing this story of mine it is currently 2:23am 5/29/2022.

I was 7 years old when I have experience something that had really scared me till now. My name is Minnie, I was born on the Philippines. My life's been really great, not until I experience something that would scare me and give me a scar.

It was on Paranaque that this had happened, the house that I had lived before was the house of someone that my parents had known. I never really thought about it since I focus more on playing. I had a yaya, she took care of me for 2 years, I think.

I was at the house when my mom went to davao to visit my grandparents and my dad was working abroad. My siblings were at our neighbor's house. And my yaya was also outside the house talking to her friends. While I was watching in the room, the show was SpongeBob. The lights in the room, living room, and kitchen were open. Beside the bedroom there was an altar. It was really close to the door, and, so was I.

I was quietly watching my favorite show not until I caught something, or someone at the corner of my eye. I was terrified. I hid beside the bed and screamed on the top of my lungs until my yaya hears me. But she never came. She was too busy talking with her friends outside. Well, of course I cried. Who wouldn't for a seven-year-old.

I went out to look if it was there. But it was gone, so I took the opportunity to run outside. I cried when I opened the gate. My yaya was confused and asked why was I crying. I told her I saw a woman but, she didn't have a face.

My yaya was guilty for leaving me all alone.

A few days have passed, my mom finally came home. I was quiet, waiting for her to come inside the room. "Nak, what are you doing? Are you okay" My mom asked. "Mommy, I saw a woman in red." I replied. She seemed shocked to hear what I had said. She asked me to describe what she looked like. But her eyes went wide as she heard me say that she wore a red dress, it looked pretty old, it was ripped.

She told me that she used to know her. She was a friend of ours back when they were in college. But sadly she died. No one knew that she lived there. I was left in shock when she said that, I didn't tell anyone about any of this except my mom.

Later that night, my brother and I were on the way to our neighbor's house, not until my brother pulled my shirt, and he told me to look at the roof. I look to the place where he was pointing...and I saw her. She was standing on our neighbor's roof. She had long hair, a red dirty dress, and this time she had a face.

She smiled, her smile can almost reach her ears. My brother was already crying, and so was I, but when I blinked, she was gone. I quickly grabbed my brother and called for my Aunt to help us.

People thought that we were making this up. But I am glad that I moved out of that house just a year ago. But who knows when I'll be seeing her again.

Time check, 3:26am in the morning!! Good night!

It was a quiet evening at Manila, I was watching TV with my aunt and my siblings that time. It was already passed midnight…I remember going upstairs to get my phone as when I walked through the room I found my phone laying on the bed, I remembered putting it on the table just beside the door. “Hm? Didn’t I put this on the table?” I asked my self.

Then suddenly I heard footsteps coming from the stairs, at first I thought it was just my siblings or Aunt cause they usually stomp on the stairs. But I realized that it wasn’t them after I hear it jumping on the stairs with its loud stomp. “AUNTY!” I screamed. But no body answered. I was already shaking in fear to the point that my heart was racing.

I gathered up the courage to open the door of the room but all that courage broke after I opened the door. The hallway was pitch black, I can barely see a thing. The stomp was getting louder and louder through the pitch black hallway I can hear something or someone running all the way to the room.

I quickly closed the door, “Shit WHAT THE F*CK WAS THAT” I screamed as I cried trying to call for help. I locked the door and too a big pipe blue pipe out of the closet. I sat at the corner of the room for a while, but I ended up sleeping.

After that I could see my siblings, including my aunt trying to wake me up. They asked me if u was alright because they found me laying on the floor as if I fainted. I was so relieved to see them I was still shaking, I forced after hearing what my youngest sister said.

“Ate did the bad man on the stairs scratched your neck too?” She said.

“What do you mean..?” I asked.

I touched the back of my neck, I could feel it stinging. I looked at my hands to see blood. I didn’t know what else to do so I looked back at my siblings and Aunt to see that they were worried.

But it didn’t end there, a week has passed and the back of my neck still aches from the pain. As I was walking home after buying some snacks for the movie night I could see that the street like wouldn’t stop blinking.

From afar, I can see a black like shadow standing at the end of the road. I didn’t think much about it so I kept walking, The shadow like turned out to be my uncle. He fetched me after what had happened last week.

We were on the way home, the street lights were blinking. Which is unusual because when I went to the store earlier the lights were okay. But then I heard footsteps from the back, I already knew what is was so I held my uncle really tight.

“What’s the matter dear?” My uncle asked.

“I’m scared can we hurry up and go home?” I asked.

He already knew what I was talking about so he quickly carried me all the way home.

Later on I went investigating the stairs, and what I found was an ash of a human. I quickly told my mom about it and she called the police. The homocide detectives were there and I was only here standing beside my mom.

After that I was shocked to hear who murdered the dead guy…

It was my uncle.