Join now and get a chance to win advanced screening tickets to The Hangover 3!read more
Summer seems to be ending, but the feeling doesn't have to end. Check out this list for awesome road-trip getaways!read more
Twelve of the best brains across Asia compete to be hired in the ultimate job interview in The Apprentice Asiaread more
The NU Lady Bulldogs outlast the AdU Lady Falcons in 4 sets, taking their first trip to the Shakey's V-league finals.read more
Guess the theme! Have you seen Twilight, Sister Act and these other movies? Share your thoughts and reviews in here!read more
nang dahil sa pagbasa ko nitong thread na ito at stiry na ito kahapon. grabe! hindi ako nakatulog kagabi mag-isa! hay! very creepy grabe! tapos friday the 13th pa bukas!
^ sayang di ako suicidal...
ako din. masarap siyang pampa-praneng.
google "CREEPY PASTA" kung gusto niyo takutin sarili nyo... epektib 4 me
When I was in college, I went to a university in the Philippines called Ateneo de Manila University. The university was ran by Jesuit priests and was fairly new when you compare it the Ivy League schools in the USA. The land where the university now stood was apparently either a prison camp or a war hospital during the Japanese occupation of the Philippines back in World War two. Now that fact may or may not have anything to do with my story. I only know what me and my roommates experienced.
It was summer and I was dorming in Cervini Hall with three other girls - Michelle, Kat and a girl who didn't really attend the university but was just their for summer classes and therefore I can't remember her name. For the sake of the story, I will call her SummerGirl.
Michelle, Kat and I knew each other pretty well after having lived in the same dorm for the past few terms. We usually lived in Eliazo Hall the girls dorm but during the summers, we had to make do with living in the third floor of the boys dorm. This is how ended up in Room 314.
From, the beginning, there were some strange occurrences in Room 314. It wasn't really any big deal in the beginning. It was just things like door locking themselves, hair standing on end in the middle of the night over nothing. Stuff like that.
But there were two occurrences that really marked our summer experience that year. The first one involved Michelle. Her bed was by the door. And the wall of the door had wooden window jalousies. The jalousies at the bottom half would not close. One night while Michelle was studying French, she suddenly bolted out of her study desk and ran outside. Kat and I looked at each other in surprise when she did this. Upon her return, we asked her what made her bolt like that. According to Michelle the reason that she did was that while staring off into space while studying, she had seen someone through the open jalousies walking very slowly in a long white nightgown. The pace of the person's walk as well as the what she (Michelle referred to her as a she) was wearing made her curious and that's why she ran out. Kat and I asked her then what she found outside. Michelle replied that there was no one outside. But she was sure she had seen that person in a white nightgown walking slowly.
She even went next door, she said, because at the rate the person was walking she would have just been next door - but when she opened the door to the next room, no one there was wearing a white nightgown. We never did find out what that thing was, but I remember Kat, Michelle and I praying that night for the unrestful souls.
The second incident in room 314 was even scarier. This time it involved me and Michelle. One night, I was experimenting with my new curling iron. I had a mirror positioned on my desk and I was curling my hair. From behind me through the mirror, I could see NewGirl sitting on her chair in front of her desk studying or reading at least. Kat was on her bed next to New Girl's bed Michelle was again across me sitting by her desk studying.
As I curled my hair, I could see NewGirl from her back in my mirror. A few moments on, I thought I heard her crying as well as reading a letter or something like that. The thought should I approach her and comfort her crossed my mind, but then I thought, I shouldn't be so nosy after all, I didn't know her at all. So that decided, I continued curling my hair and eventually got tired of doing so and started to straighten my hair again. She was still crying then. As I turned around to talk to Michelle, I suddenly glimpsed NewGirl sleeping on the bed next to Kat's. In the split second that I've seen her through my mirror crying and reading, there was no way that she could have gotten to the bed from the chair that fast. I suddenly realized that the person that I've been seeing in the mirror was not NewGirl. I glanced at Michelle and she told me, I saw her too! I jumped from my bed and Michelle and I ended up sleeping in the same bed that night.
When Kat saw us lying in the same bed the next day she asked what happened. And we told her. She said that NewGirl had gone to sleep the same time as her. I was curling my hair and seeing that girl in the mirror for a good 20 minutes. And all that time, it wasn't her.
From that time on, we resolved to pray for the restless souls in our midst before going to bed at night. I think we helped them, because we had an uneventful rest of the summer in Rm.314.
-- By Mary Josephine Clare V. Bautista
comment: Yung lunarpanda ba na nag-comment sa site na yan eh yung lunarpanda rin dito sa Pex?
Sayang napuno na yung oldest living thread in BP, sana ganoon din kaganda yung mga stories in this thread.
The story I was about to tell is you is not mine, but my sister's.
She worked as a photo shoot staff for different universities. During this time, she had so many student friends. One of these was a girl who died from choking during the photo shoot before the graduation day.
On that night, she had to extend her working hours in the school just to finish arranging each of the photos for different colleges/courses. Around 7pm, all of the students on that department had left. She was alone.
While sitting on a big table with pile of pictures, her computer at the other corner of the room opened automatically and the graduation song played. She was horrified to think that she was alone in the room and she never turned on the multimedia player. She then went to the computer and turned it off. She went back to her desk and continued with her work.
After awhile, the computer again, turned on itself and played the graduation song. This time, she ran out of the room and went to the guard's station, reported the incident and went home. At the house, she realized that maybe the ghost who played the graduation song was the girl who died that day.
Since the building was old and had done so many renovations, there was this "haunted elevator" for which the faculty and the admin. Closed and banned the students to use it because of the hauntings. It was said that once you entered the elevator, the lights will automatically turned off and you will be then touched by COLD Hands. Most of the students, even the professors found fainted in the said elevator.
The reason for the hauntings was a student who died in suffocation. It was Saturday, around 6pm; she had used the elevator when the power switch had turned off. She was trapped and cried for help, no one rescued her. Sunday, no classes. Monday morning, she was found dead, suffocated.
Another haunting was the day before the BAR examination. At 8pm, all students should be disbursed because at 9pm, the judges will then roam the whole place for any possible leakages. The night guards were the ones to check the whole building.
Unfortunately, a new night guard was assigned to check the farthest building. He opened the Lab Room and noticed a student at one corner, somewhat typing on the computer. The guard from the door said: "Sir, we need to disburse all the students here before the judges come". Still, the student continued on what he was doing. "Sir, please, rules are rules". No response... Afraid that the student might get irritated and afraid to loose his job, he decided to call on the radio and asked the other night guards to talk to the student instead. While waiting for his colleagues to come, hoping that he can convince him, he stepped on to the room and closed the door, from a distance he said: "Sir, don't get me wrong here but I will loose my job if the judges found out that you were still here, I need you to step out of the room and continue with your project tomorrow"...again, no reply. He tapped the students shoulder, finally the student stopped typing and faced him. But the creepy part that made him faint is that the student had no FACE at all.
Every night before the Bar exam, when the night guards roamed the building and saw a particular student wearing blue shirt, they will never tried to talk to him or forced him to get out of the room. They knew it was HIM.
- By eris29
UNIVERSITY OF THE PHILIPPINES - Los Banos
Baker Hall: There was a group of guys who passed by
Baker Hall and noticed that there was a party going
on. Everybody was dressed like they were in the'80s
era. They had such a great time that they wanted to
invite their other friends along. So, out they went
and when they came back, Baker Hall was as quiet and
as dark as the night.
- OSC Ria Henares
UNIVERSITY OF THE PHILIPPINES - DILIMAN
Red Eyes Benitez Hall, which houses the College of
Education, is considered the most haunted building in
the campus (the oldest as well). It used to be one of
the Japanese interrogation camps during World War II
that's why many Filipino and American soldiers died
there. One very rainy afternoon, a female instructor
got stranded in front of the Education Building. As
such, she begged the security guard to let her pass
the night in the building.The guard agreed and locked
her up in one of the classrooms. It was a restless
night for the lady. She knew the ghost stories but
refused to believe them. In the classroom was a door
with a peeping hole. Curious at what was going on
outside, she peeped an dsaw nothing but the color
red. The next morning, she asked the security guard
if the ghost stories are true. "Yes Ma'am, it
is,"answered the man. "One of the ghosts sighted is
in fact seen as dressed in white and with big RED
- OSC Precious Cardenas
More at this site:
Last edited by tripl3; May 13, 2011 at 04:04 AM.
Eh ano yung himbing ng tulog mo eh bigla ka na lang magigising ng 3 am for no apparent reason?
grabe . . . buti at umiral ang katamaran ko para basahin yung latin phrase, at nung medyo nahabaan na ko sa storya hindi ko na tinuloy at binasa ko na lang comments after . . .
tama yung isang pexer, di ko na rin agad binasa yung phrase kasi me ganung effect akong nakukutoban haha . . .
anyways . . .
oh eto latin prayer
Sáncte Míchael Archángele, defénde nos in proélio, cóntra nequítiam et insídias diáboli ésto præsídium. Ímperet ílli Déus, súpplices deprecámur: tuque, prínceps milítiæ cæléstis, Sátanam aliósque spíritus malígnos, qui ad perditiónem animárum pervagántur in múndo, divína virtúte, in inférnum detrúde. Ámen
Napapraning na tuloy ako magbasa ng kahit anong Latin verses. Hindi naman talaga ako naniniwala pero kahit na, mahirap na. lol.
first off, Kudos to you Torchie for the initiative to putting up the second thread. Had been looking for this the past two days if someone had made it (kaso I was "road-blocked" sa Urban legend thread, then nabagsakan nang trabaho. anyways, goody good to continue!
torchie, balikan ko yun pinost mo latest mamaya (the ones with links), balik lang ako sa page 1-- Oo nga at buti nga, na kaht body na pala nya yun may masamang amoy, talagang nandyan yun kapatid nya..
kinda got that notion na yun verses na yun willhave something to do with the story. pero thats kinda creep talaga... iba nga siguro pag-kambal, there's something inexplainable. like yun isang nocomment, she was glad she skipped it.. and well, without formal lessons.
^ Naalala ko nung bata ako , akala ko talaga alas-dose lumalabas mga multo
Anong meron sa persistent knockings with rhythmic 1-2-3 sound? This has been frequent occurrence especially during my time studying in Baguio.
From the three boarding houses that I've been in, consistent yung incident na ito. When out of nowhere, maalimpungatan ka sa dis-oras ng gabi hearing those weird and eerie knocks. Either on the walls or doors. And even my boardmates would hear it. Nagkakatanungan na lang kinaumagahan.
I didn't have the courage to look and find who or what it is, because I was previously warned before. Ang pagkakasabi, ang usual na pagkatok ng 'tao' is yung dire-diretso at hindi bilang or walang sequence which actually is true for myself (not sure though if it holds true for everyone).
I won't try and let curiosity get over me...
Last edited by torchie82; May 14, 2011 at 02:50 PM.
@Torchie - yun nanay ko may kinuwento nang ganyan noon. nangyari sa kanila nun maliliit pa sila, sa Samar naman sila noon nakatira. Wala lolo't lola ko that time kaya sila lang magkakapatid. At inabihan nga syemprenh wag pagbuksan nang pinto ang di kakilala. Ay, mga gabi nga, may kumatok, yun 1-2-3... tinanong ni mama kun sinu.. di sumagot, so di nya binuksan.. nang sinabi nya yun kina Lolo, ayun, inabing buti nga at di binuksan.. may sinabi si mama nun na sinabi ni lolo na kun anu ata ang nasa labas nang pinto pero syempre its no good.
Buti di nyu pinagbuksan.. amff pero naman kasi. ang Baguio notorious sa mumu T____T
mga oras actually na 3-6-9-12, iba ang aura ata at mas bukas ang portals nang ganyang oras? Pero mas lalo sa 3, kasi nga death ni Kristo.
Nabasa ko ito sa Inquirer a few years back pero this story, is sorely truncated!. Yun instructor na yan, she did begged the guard to let her stay for a while kasi gabi na, wala syang payong and naulan. The guard reluctant to leave her but kailngan nyang gawin ang trabaho nya, didnt say anything pero explicitly instructed na "Mam lock mo lang yun pinto. Wag mong bubuksan kahit kanino kung hindi ako ang kakatok sa pinto."
And then habang she was working, may naririnig syang activity sa corridor amidst the sound nga nang ulan - may palakad lakad daw. then may kakatok (i think its the same 1-2-3 katok din) and then nde sumasagot. so what she did was sumilip sa peephole and all she can see is RED, which is weird.. then happened twice? thrice? more na may kumatok, no answer, and red peephole before the guard came.
Curious, tinanong nya yun guard if the stories nga were true regarding Benitez.. and well, ayun nga si ghost resident with RED eyes ... looking straight back at her thru the peephole Eye to Eye!
Kung ako siguro yun, nag-iiyak na ako sa takot. So scary!!!!
taken last december 2003 in a baguio hotel with :