Ghost Stories & Paranormal Encounters

The Philippines is supposed to be one of the most haunted places on earth. I believe it. In my family alone we have DOZENS of stories passed down from generation to generation, and this is one of them.

When we were younger, my grandmother would tell us about the summers she spent in Bautista – a small province – with her tita. Every evening at Tia Monay’s house was the same: dinner, prayers, lights out.

One evening, after prayers, as my Grandmother (Meeta) was turning off the lights, she heard tia Monay caller her from somewhere in the house.

“Si, tia Monay! Ahora vengo!” (Yes tia Monay! I’m coming now!). She followed the voice down the dark hallway, into the dining room – no tia Monay.

She heard Tia Monay call to her once more. Puzzled, she answered, “Aqui estoy, Tia Monay! Ahora vengo!” (I am here, Tia Monay! I’m coming now!) and off she went, pursuing tia Monay once more.

The trail led to the opposite side of the house, and still, there was no Tia Monay. Now Meeta heard her name called again, this time from down stairs, and so she again answered and went to meet her Tia.

It was dark and drafty in the basement, and she hadn’t brought a light with her. She squinted around for tia Monay, and heard, this time from the top of the stairs: “Oye! Que haces alli?” (What are you doing there?).

She turned around. Standing at the top of the stairs was a very put out Tia Monay.

“Buscandote, Tia Monay, me stabas llamando. Aqui estoy!” (Looking for you, Tia Monay, you were calling me. I’m here!) she said, stunned.

Tia Monay looked at her for a moment and said in Spanish, “Come up stairs, and in this house, at night, when someone is calling you…and if you cannot see them…don’t go.”

“Yes, Tia Monay,” Meeta said as she reached the top of the stairs. At the same time a large box (which had been on top of the wardrobe at the bottom of the stairs where she had been standing) came crashing down right where she had been only a moment ago.

The house is gone now, but even when we were young, the first thing we were told was “In this house – in this country – do not answer someone who you cannot see.”

Sent in by Katherine, Copyright 2009 TrueGhostTales.com