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Tagaytay
Ghost Story
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This
story happened a few months ago along the Tagaytay Road. There was a
guy who got left behind by a pack of mountain bikers. The group was
large and he didnt bring a cellphone. He crashed his bike somewhere
between Picnic Grove and DBP. To make things worse, a storm came in.
So This guy
was on the side of the road hitch hiking on a very dark night in the
middle of a storm. The night passed slowly and no cars went by. The car
slowly started moving again. The guy was terrified, too scared to think
of jumping out and running. The guy saw that the car was slowly approaching
a sharp curve. The guy started to pray, begging for his life; he was
sure the ghost car would go off the road and he would plunge to his
death, when just before the curve, a hand appeared thru the window "Yan ! Yan yung tarantadong sumakay habang nagtutulak tayo..." |
| Mystery Book |
| My friend
lives in Taal (small town in Batangas) where trees and high land areas
mostly surround it. One evening he went to town (Batangas City) for a
movie with his friends. He was having a lot fun before he realized it
was getting very late. He quickly made his way home. It was unusually
dark and creepy that night. As he was walking, he was astonished to find an old, creepy-looking street peddler selling some books along the road. It gave him the shivers when he noticed this pale old person staring at him. The old person said, "Son, why not get a book.....it will keep you company". My friend
acted brave and thought why not. He had a look at the old man's collection.....his
hair began to rise up on end when he noticed all the books were related
to the supernatural. Nonetheless, he found one that was very interesting
so he asked the old man, "How much is this, Uncle?" My friend was shocked and said "But.....but.....that's so expensive....."The old man said nothing but glared at my friend which freaked him out. He quickly rummaged through his pockets and found PhP 450. "T-t-this is all I have" he said. The old guy replied, "It's okay, son.....you can have the book for that price. "As my friend hastily paid for it and made a dash for home, the old man called out to him and said, "Son.....whatever happens, don't you ever flip the book to it's last page.....remember these words.....or you will regret it!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Reaching home, he quickly asked his parents, "Dad.....mom.....are there any new booksellers nearby?" "Not that we know of.....but we've heard of a creepy old man that appears only at night during a full moon and then disappears just as mysteriously. Nobody knows who he is, or where he comes from but many have become victims in his wake.....why son?" "N-nothing.....just asking", said my friend and ran straight to his room. Nervously, he opened the book and began reading, all the time remembering the warning the old man had given him. But after a while, he grew tired and fell asleep. At midnight,
as he was sound asleep in bed, a cold gush of wind blew in through his
bedroom window which startled him and sent chills down his spine. He
looked at his table and noticed the wind had blown the pages of the
book to its last page!!!!! For a while, he laid in bed - frozen in fear,
but soon curiosity got the better of him. He had to know what was on Slowly
he got out of bed and carefully picked up the book. As he glimpsed at
the last page, he let out a blood-curling scream and fainted..... Scroll down (please)
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| Si Itay ! |
| Nais kong
ibahagi sa inyo ang namagitan sa amin ng aking itay isang gabi. Hinding-hindi
ko makakalimutan ang gabing iyon. Malakas ang ulan noon nguni't maalinsangan ang hangin. Ako ay nagsusuklay sa aking silid. Katatapos ko pa lamang maligo at nakatapis pa lamang noon. Narinig kong kumakatok si Itay sa aking pinto. Nang sagutin ko ang pagkatok niya, kailangan daw naming mag-usap at sinabing papasukin ko raw siya. Binuksan ko ang pinto at siya'y pumasok sa aking silid. Nguni't laking pagkagulat ko nang isarado niya at susian ang pinto. Hinawakan ni Itay ang aking mga kamay, hinaplos-haplos niya ang aking buhok, ang aking mukha, pinaraan niya ang kanyang mga daliri sa aking kilay, sa aking mga pisngi, sa aking mga labi. Napasigaw ako. "ITAY, huwag, huwag! Ako'y inyong anak! Utang na loob, Itay!" Nguni't parang walang narinig ang aking Itay. Ipinagpatuloy niya ang kanyang ginagawa. Ipinikit ko na lamang ang aking mga mata dahil ayaw kong makita ang mukha ng aking ama habang ipinagpapatuloy niya ang kanyang ginagawa sa akin. Naririnig ko si Inay na binabayo ang pinto at nagpipilit na ito'y buksan, habang sumisigaw ng, "Hayop ka! hayop ka! Huwag mong gawin iyan sa anak mo!" Nguni't wala ring nagawa si Inay, hindi rin siya pinakinggan ni Itay. Nanatili na lamang akong walang katinag-tinag at ipinaubaya ko na lamang ang aking sarili sa anumang gustong gawin ng aking Itay. Pagkalipas ng ilang oras ay tumigil na rin ang aking Itay. Sa harap ng salamin ay ganoon na lamang ang aking pagkamangha at pagkagulat sa aking nakita. Magaling naman palang mag-make-up si Itay. |