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Hi guys! It's me again, sharing another creepy story. Hope you'll like it.

I was just a Grade 5 student back when this happened. I admit I'm the type of person who easily get frighten when something strange happen. Im sure everyone would feel the same when you hear this unexplainable experience of mine.

I was living with my parents in Muntinlupa back then. We're just renting that time, so our house was not as big as others. In spite of this I still experienced some ghostly things in our home. And one of these is what I'm going to share with you now.

My father's parents were both dead back then. My granfather died when I was 1 yr old while my grandmother died when I was 9 yrs. old. I still got a chance to meet and spend some time with my lola when she was still alive. I can still recall how loving and caring my lola was, though were not very close cause she was living far from where we we live. We do not often see each other, but I know and I had witnessed how good she was.

One morning , we noticed a brown butterfly on our wall. Our family used to believe that when a butterfly gets inside your house it is one of your loved ones who already passed away and now visiting you. I feel unease everytime it happens. Then there it goes, my father told us this superstition again after he notice the butterfly on the wall. My mother began joking that it might be my lola or lolo. Hays! I just ignored their conversation, acting like I'm not interested with what they were talking about. I just went outside to be with my friends hoping that when I come back I will no longer see that creepy butterfly. Little did I know that this butterfly will be staying there for days. When I came back I saw that butterfly again and it seems like it hasn't moved the whole day. I really can't sleep that night even when my eyes were closed for hours. I guess this is because of that creepy butterfly. On the following days, the butterfly was still there in a constant position on the wall. After 3 to 4 days, while my mother was arranging our closet she got surprised seeing my grandpa's picture inside it. What's surprising was that first we don't have that certain picture of my lolo, second we never keep pictures inside our closet because what we store there were all clothes only and lastly, that picture of my lolo was not just an ordinary picture, this was taken during his burial. So if you'll think about it you might get scared as well cause it was a close up shot when my lolo was lying in his coffin.

Upon seeing that, my mom called us then told us what she found inside the closet. Then she asked my father if he's the one who put it inside the closet and when and where did he got that picture? Just like what I have told you guys we don't have that certain picture. Actually, my father haven't got a chance to go to the burial of my lolo due to some reason. And also, its very unsual to take a picture of someone who's already lying in a coffin, though some family do that. Back to the story, my father answered that he didn't put the picture inside the closet and he doesn't have that picture cause what we only have was those when he was still alive. I really got scared that time I don't know what to do when I saw the photo. There's a lot of questions that came to my mind, like who did put that picture inside our closet and how come that we have now that burial picture of my lolo. A sudden silence occured. I guess my parents were also trying to answer those queries on their minds regarding that grandpa's picture. And what scared me most was upon learning that the butterfly was still on the wall same position again seems like its not really moving for many days now, though it is alive.

What my parents did that day was they ask for our neighbors who use to pray for the souls of those who already passed away. So in other words guys we prayed for the soul of my lolo. My father said that maybe the soul of my lolo was the one who indeed put that picture of him inside our closet just to remind us about him since we seldom visit him in the cemetery. After the day that we had prayed for the soul of my lolo, the butterfly which stayed for many days inside our house just disappeared. Until now that picture of my lolo is still in our photo album. And whenever I will look at those photos in the album I will skip the page where my lolo's burial picture was inserted. I hate looking at it not because I don't love my lolo but because whenever I see that picture it gives me a goosebumps.


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