As a child I was accustomed to things that are unseen in our country in the Philippines, most of them are just myths that don’t have any proof yet but I always thought that souls can contact you in some way. This was my experiences from back when I was just a child up until recently.
When I was a kid, my mom had a miscarriage with my younger brother. He was buried at the side garden of our house. As I grew older I thought that I was seeing someone in the back of my eye. As if there was a child in our garden. I didn’t mind it at first because I thought it was “just my imagination”. You need to pass by our garden to go our kitchen at the back of our house. It was 5 pm at that day, I usually cook for me and my youngest brother (so we are 3 total with my younger brother) because my mom will be home at night around 9 in the evening and she gets mad if there’s no food. I always cook at 5 because there is still sunset and at our kitchen at night it’s very dark even though we are like a compound so we have 3 houses in one lot. One afternoon I walked at the garden as I always do when I felt something or someone that’s following me. I thought maybe my brother wants something but when I turned around I didn’t saw anything. I was taught by my uncles about ghost and stuff so I was very afraid of them. I didn’t think that I would experience it first hand. So I went on with cooking.
After a couple of years I didn’t feel anything strange until my wife’s cousin Marie, brought her little cousin over. He was like 7 – 8 years old I think and she said that his third eye (third eye is like sixth sense, you can see or feel ghosts and other paranormal stuff) was active so he can see things that we can’t. He wasn’t notified about my mom’s miscarriage but when he went to our house one afternoon. I was watching TV that time with my youngest brother. You can see anyone from our living room if anyone will pass by our door or go to our garden because we also have a very large window that you can see the entire garden on the right side of the living room. He knocked, I opened the door and as a virtue of hospitality I let him in. He was wondering who was the boy that he saw at our garden. So me and my brother looked at the garden but no one’s there. I asked “Where?” He said “He’s right there, can’t you see him? He is playing by himself so he is kinda lonely.” Well, As the adult there, I was already a teenager that time, so thought I’ll play along. I asked “Could you ask him why is he playing at our garden?” The child said the boy already went outside. As soon as he said that he went out towards the garden. The odd part about it is the next day, he went back to the province and there was a guy (I think a friend of a neighbor because I never saw him before) that said the same thing that a boy is playing outside of our house.
Recently I’m working so I had to get up around 4 am because my work’s location is very far away. Most of the mornings that I wake up, I get the habit of checking my brother at the living room. That’s where he sleeps, and I see a man’s shadow in the curtains on the window at the garden. I was scared that I’ll see something so every time that I see his shadow. I frequently see that shadow so I didn’t mind him anymore. I just say to myself that my brother is just checking on us.
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