I was at age 3 when I remembered having this friend named Manong (in Asian that means “Sir”). My parents were doing laundry in the kitchen and they left me alone in my room with my TV on. I was on my bed sucking on my bottle when my window opened. A cold wind flew in. A figure of a man appeared. We talked and laughed. We became friends and I knew all about him. My mom came inside my room and asked me who I was talking to. I said “Manong? He’s my new best friend!” my mom gave me a weird look and left. After she left Manong came back.
In the morning’s I would get a plate and fill it with food. I would go outside and leave it on this oak tree we had. I told my mom about it and she actually believed me. She never saw Manong? But only I did. I was his best friend. He would protect me when something was wrong, he would always cuddle me when I’m scared or just had a bad dream?
As I grew up at age 6 I still saw Manong but when my dad took me to America I didn’t see Manong again. I went home again and that same oak tree was their… but no Manong?
I know what he is attracted to. He’s attracted to cigarettes and well he looks like a man from a gold rush time. But well he’s very tall.
Can you please help me understand why I’m not seeing him anymore? Thank you
Sent in by Marielle, Copyright 2011 TrueGhostTales.com