Ghostly Dream in Baguio Philippines

Posted on February 15, 2010

This happened in one of the popular vacation (and haunted) places in the Philippines when I was about 15. But still, this story haunts me.

Every summer, we would go up in Baguio to escape the city’s heat. Baguio is located in the northern part of the Philippines. It was once occupied by the Americans during the World War II. Since its located above sea level, it’s climate is pretty cold. Tourists and locals alike, flock there for the view, the history and the cold.

We stayed in one of the old vacation lodges there together with family and friends. We had been going there for quite a while staying in some of the houses, but this time, we’re able to stay in the middle lodge, which is the biggest.

One night, we decided to play dare on the porch. Braving the night to see if ghosts are real, peeking in windows of unoccupied lodges, really just to scare ourselves silly. When bedtime came, no one really wanted to sleep at the edge of the bed near the door. Let me first describe to you our room which I shared with six of my girlfriends. The room is located at the left side of the house, near the kitchen. There’s a small closet space we share and a small toilet and bath. There’s also a huge window where you can get a full view of the front yard.

We decided to rearrange the beds since we wanted to sleep next to each other. What we didn’t realize was the arrangement we did made us sleep, feet towards the window (In the Philippines, it’s considered a bad sleeping position). I decided to sleep by the edge of the bed since my friends are too scared to take that space, thinking that something might open the door when they slept which is directly connected to the kitchen.

Then, I had a dream. I saw a young boy, about seven, he was wearing a white polo and pants, his hair was so black, as well as his eyes, a bowtie and shoes. He was friendly, calling me “Ate” (big sister) and had a wonderful smile. We held hands as we walked, but then, we suddenly drifted upward and away from each other. It was like drifting in space, like there was no gravity. I was screaming at him not to let go, but we were pulled away from each other. He told me, its okay as he was needed below. What it meant, I didn’t understand.

I saw myself floating while he walked towards an old elevator shaft. It had a steel door with just a small opening. I saw myself screaming at him. Through the opening, I saw him wave and he gave that wonderful smile – then suddenly, the whole inside of the elevator burst in flames! I screamed, and screamed for the boy! I don’t know how, but I woke up, I think half-asleep, my mouth was hanging open, just like in the dream, screaming but no voice was coming out – like I was struggling to wake myself up. I was frozen stiff, my feet are almost leveled. (It was a belief that once your feet are leveled, you’re dead).

I mustered enough strength to wake myself up. My heart was beating so fast. Then I heard noise from the kitchen, which was just outside our room. The sound was like utensils being dropped on several ceramic plates. I thought it was already early morning, and the noise came from the adults who were preparing breakfast. Thinking I could get something to eat to erase the memory of my bad dream, I bravely got up and opened the door. Imagine my shock, when I saw a dark kitchen when I opened the door! The noise stopped. I had goosebumps! I closed the door again and lied down again, this time searching for my friend’s watch on the bedside table. It was 12:45 am. I had difficulty going back to sleep after that, especially when I heard the noise again in the kitchen.

As for the boy, I never knew who he was, but his face, his smile and how he was engulfed in flames are still in my mind, even ten years later.

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3 Responses to “Ghostly Dream in Baguio Philippines”
  1. anna says:

    that wicked.you should get some info on the boy maybe someone knows who he is.since you go there ever year someone has to know.go to the library and do a back round check.when you said he was needed down below maybe to hell thats the only thing i can think of.thanks for the story.

  2. Anonymous says:

    Awww that’s realii sad. Do you know how old the kid was. Nd maybey you should do some studying on him. Hopefuly you kan find some good out of this.

  3. Carlos says:

    wow.Very creepy.Do you still go there now?

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