Archive for March, 2008
Ghost Stories
I really hate to reminisce my unforgettable and most slavering experience about ghosts . This phenomenon I had experienced before begun way back 1994 when I was still at my grade school , I supposed I was in my 5th grade then when I started pondering deep thoughts about paranormal events .Anyways here it is :
Time has its own way of transforming people places and things . From rags to riches , from something worthless to someone powerful . Have you ever heard any stories about white ladies ? I use not to believe about those fictions , however it changed my stand when I had my piece of the deal .
Our house is not that much , a very simple place to live a family , with 2 bedrooms and a small living room . My father always believe not to cherish luxuries as it may just come and go .So much for that , it has been a livable home but way back 50 years ago the place was like a forest with a huge Santol tree right at the center it’s about 2-3 meters in diameter . The tree which was believed to be inhabited by things unknown to nature . My father use to tell us classic stories about that tree and the way it has been for decades . In early 1990 the said tree was cut down because our house must be built around the place right where that tree stands before . Days after the cut down , people around the vicinity started to feel constrained with the place . They begun to hear claws scratching their doors at night yet upon opening it , no one and nothing is found by the door way . During those days I heard these stories I’d never put significance and didn’t mind asking for more details about the fictitious events as I never believe in old fairy tales and shivering tales about beings . The way I see it , is that it has always been a pigment of someone’s imagination seeing and hearing things that are unjustifiable to science .
