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nung lumabas na ako sa elevator may pinto na open tapos naki......

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 Fiction Tito Tope!!!

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Ang Liham...

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 Fiction BARANG

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 Fiction Valentine Message

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 Fiction Sleep paralysis

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I am from the island town of President Carlos P. Garcia, in Bohol province and a first timer of Baguio City. I was here to attend the 2nd Youth Environment Summit on June 22-23-24, 2016 which was held at the Teacher's Camp. The summit was at the Romulo Hall while we are billeted at Room 105, ground floor of the Roxas Hall.

We are a group of five from Bohol, part of the first batch who arrived at the venue one day June 21, 2016 (6:00 pm) ahead of schedule. The rest of the Bohol delegates is to arrive by 2:00 am of June 22. After taking our dinner at the Albert Hall. we rested awhile and strolled in the night market near Burnham Park. Me bought a towel and handkerchief. We went back at the Teacher's Camp past 9:00 pm and retired.

Due to kidney infection, I was frequenting to the CR. At around past 2:00 am just as I finished urinating, I heard a very jolly and noisy sound from outside of our room. Thinking It was the group of our colleagues from Bohol and fellow Disaster Risk Reduction Officers of our nearby towns, I went outside to greet them. The aisle was dimly lighted enough to notice people. But Oh!

Nobody's there. The sound of the shoes touching the floor lessens but still I could hear it. The whispers are still there but sounded farther. So I followed the sound until at the downstairs leading to the Albert Hall passing through the back door just beside Room No. 106. Still nobody's there. I don't know and I cant understand what was it. One thing I am sure is that I heard it. My fellow Bol-anon also heard it but ignored due to jet log or bus log or whatever the term will be. In the morning I told Rohing (my companion) and he said he too heard that. A fellow delegate from Sipalay City confirmed that the camp has many scary stories and mine is just one of them.

In from of Room No. 106, still at the Roxas Hall, an auditorium looking room is smartly set, as if something is about to be presented but nobody inside yet a karaoke is playing melody and love songs all day through. Dong from Sipalay said music can absorb (or neutralize) spirits. Thus I conclude somebody unseen by my eyes are there and greeted me with that experience.

That was the first unusual experience of my life.


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