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 Fiction Mahal Kong Impakto

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Sa loob ng isang maingay na night club, maraming tao ang nag......

Boses

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Bangungot

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Simula pa nung bata ako malakas na pakiramdam ko sa mga di n......

Lady inside the car (A short story)

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Ito po totoong mga nangayari sa loob ng workshop kung saan a......

Ghost in the flat

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Isa po akong OFW dito sa Dubai, at 15 years na akong naninir......

Sleep Paralysis Nga Ba? (A Short Story)

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Im from QC. Usually ang mga tao late na talaga natutulog dah......

 Fiction The Horror Lab (A short story)

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Agosto 19, 1989. 3:00 AM. Natapos gawin ang Lab ng monterser......

Kaluskos sa FVR

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Buntis ako ng panahon na nasa Pinas ako para magbakasyon. Hi......

 Fiction Room66

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Ito ang araw kung kailan mayroon kaming school fair sa aming......

Airport ghost story 3

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Habang ako ay nag pipicture, nasa walkalator ako nun nang ma......

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Ang Liham...

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Parang nawala ako sa sarili ko. Kumikilos ako ngunit hindi n......

Toll Plaza

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Isa akong ex-toll teller, kame ay inihahated at sinusundo ng......

Elemento o Demonyo?

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6 years ago nagtrabaho ako sa isang fast food chain kung saa......

Mga Patak ng Tubig

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Nangyari ito nung nagaffiliate kami sa Cebu for psych. Doon ......

Jollibee Scare 2

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Ang kwento, may namatay daw na dating crew sa store namin, p......

Nagambala

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Simbang Gabi (A Demon in the Catholic Church)

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A true story revelation of seeing a real demon in the Cathol......

Opisina (Story 2)

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Noong Buntis ako

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Ang taon na nagbuntis ako sa panganay kong anak, Ang baha......

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 Fiction Mahal Kong Impakto

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Sa loob ng isang maingay na night club, maraming tao ang nag......

 Fiction The Horror Lab (A short story)

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Agosto 19, 1989. 3:00 AM. Natapos gawin ang Lab ng monterser......

 Fiction Room66

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Ito ang araw kung kailan mayroon kaming school fair sa aming......

 Fiction Nandito na sila

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Isa akong business man. Mahilig akong bumili ng lupa dahil n......

 Fiction Ang Ganti ng Lambana

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Sa kabundukan ng masukal na probinsya ng Bicol, may nakatira......

 Fiction 3:00 am part 1

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Gabi ng biyernes nung nag-sleep over ako sa bahay ng kaibiga......

 Fiction Ang Pamana

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Ako si Angela at ibabahagi ko sa inyo ang aking karanasan sa......

 Fiction Ang Kaibigan Ko

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Ito na nga ang aking kuwento. Ang Kaibigan ko si Nicole napa......

 Fiction Ang Matanda sa Bus

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Hi Admin, gusto ko lang i-share yung story ni Papa na itatag......

 Fiction Guardian angels

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Isang gabi may babaeng naglalakad pauwi sa kanilang bahay. M......


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It all started in a dream when I was 9 years old. We live in a house with a small garden and we had this flower called Dama De Noche, the flower blooms at a certain season and only at night but the scent that the flower emits smells quite nice, very nice actually. So when I was 9 and which also is the first time for me to see the flower bloom and smell it\'s scent. That night after I fell alseep, I dreamt of a little girl probably around the same age as me, she was as white as snow and wore a beautiful white dress; a classy white dress if you will. In my dream I saw myself with this young girl sitting on a mound overlooking a lake beside a big tree which bore yellow flowers; I have no idea what kind of a tree it was. So there we were talking with each other and since the scenario was me looking at myself talking with the young girl I couldn\'t make much of the conversation since I cannot hear what it\'s all about. And then I wake up in the morning having no idea why I am happy. And it wasn\'t until a very long time had passed till it happened again, I think I was already 16 at that time, when again I was able to see the flowers bloom and smell it\'s scent, then after I fell asleep that night I dreamt of the same girl again but this time same as me she also grew up, but still her skin is as white as snow and her dress is still white and as classy as before. Same dream where I look at myself with a pretty girl and still in the same place; same mound, same lake, and same tree. Still I couldn\'t make much about the conversation. Every time after I have this dream with her I wake up in the morning feeling happy even though I completely have no idea why and I can\'t even remember her face. But it wasn\'t the last. The last time I have dreamt of her was like 6 years ago, I was 22 that time and it was the last time I have dreamt of her but she too in my dream was all grown up and she grew up to be very pretty; how I just wish I could remember her face. But the difference though this time when I dreamt of her I asked my aunt in the morning if the Dama De Noche bloomed last night, to my surprise my aunt answered that it has been 5 years since we last had a Dama De Noche in our garden. I was shocked because I could have swore I was able to catch it\'s scent before I slept the night before. But then that was the last time I had a dream about her. Until now I am still trying to figure out why I can\'t remember her face when I wake up and why everytime I dreamt about her we were always at the same age. But one thing I know for a fact is that I always feel happy when I wake up after a dream of her. I tried asking my aunt who had connections or can feel paranormal things or a psychic as they say, and she told me that It might had been an enchantress of the flower, who have had an interest with me and maybe by this time she is already married with someone of her own kind that\'s why I never dream of her anymore. And she also told me that the last time I dreamt of her even though we don\'t have the flower in our garden anymore is maybe because it was her last plea for me to go with her before she will be promised with someone else. Thank you very much for your time in reading my story, I assure you that this is not made up or that sort, what I have shared with you guys is a fact that had actually happened to me.

  

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