My ‘Out-of-this-World’ Experience - July 2016

Have you ever had experience a phenomenon that cannot be explained no matter how you tried to understand it?  Are you familiar with the phrase ‘beyond one’s imagination or understanding’?  If you have this some sort of experience that makes you feel that hair-raising/eerie or déjà vu feeling, please share through email message to merlinagp@gmail.com.  It is my pleasure to post your experience in this Blog.  Let the circle of sharing begins.

Experiences for the Month of July, 2016

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Experience No. 22: Is it a Jinx or just a Bad Luck?
Experience No. 23: Ghost Hunting Turned Ghost Haunting
Experience No. 24: Maligno (Evil Spirit)

Experience No.25: Across
   

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My ‘Out-of-this-World’ Experience No. 23

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Experience No. 23: 
“Lesson Learned”
Ghost Hunting turned Ghost Haunting: The Continuation
(Shared by Cecille Gesulga <cece.gesulga@gmail.com>)

Aside from the manifestation of the possession itself in our friend Rachel’s persona, there were a number of disturbing, out-of-this-world occurrences that our group have experienced on the final night of our ghost hunting turned ghost haunting adventure.  I tell you…  It was really a lot to take in for a night.
There were actually quite a number of us but as what I have told in the first part of this exposition, only six boys and seven girls were “brave” enough to sit in the circle to call out for “lost” souls.  That makes thirteen of us all in all.  The rest of the gang who were dubbed as “killjoys” preferred to stay at the school grounds while waiting for us and just enjoy the loud music that is being played as the sound system for the Senior’s party the following day is being set-up.
Our classroom were we held the ritual was the farthest room from across the second floor hallway of the old school building overlooking a large, ancient Acacia tree.  For us to be able to discreetly accomplish our plan for the night, we made sure that all the lights in the building were already turned off.  The rest of the room was pitch-black and was lit only by a single flashlight whose headlight was turned upside down on the floor so as to not attract attention.  The glowing red ream of the light acted as the center piece for our circle formation.
As we “entered” the world of the unknown thru the circle and the calling, we were not aware that we “literally” entered a domain that is different from ours.  In there, there was April and our friend Rachel was gone.  There we need not to look for spirits astray, we were the ones who lost ourselves…  As the said possession of our friend continued, we were totally unconscious of the outside world.
We were not certain of many things that night.  Like for how long we really stayed in that room and what happened to Rachel after that serious incident.  All we remembered was the sight and sound of her and our silent to strident cries as we watch her suffer.  Our pre-occupation of her possession was broken by a loud, sudden thud by the door.  We saw two older guys striving to get up from the floor in front of our classroom door.  It’s as if they have been thrown or have hit something solid like a wall or a closed door.  But here’s the thing…We made sure that we have blocked the door open with a heavy chair for we were afraid to be locked up inside the room.
The next thing we know was that they were at the actual scene followed by one of the school guards and another random guy.  The guard tried to calm us down and instructed us to leave the room while the three other men aided Rachel.  We were too caught in the moment that we did not leave the room at once.  We still witnessed when one of the guys pulled out a rosary and held it against Rachel’s body.  We saw how she reacted to it…  She have gone even wilder, was able to get a grip of the beaded item and tore it apart.  At that point, the also shocked guard pulled us girls out of the classroom and escorted us downstairs.
There we were welcomed by the just as frightened faces of the rest of our friends who preferred to just wait for us outside.  Only then did we knew that we inside the room were not the only ones who experienced the horrors and terrors of that night.  More to our surprise, they narrated that we have spent almost three hours in that classroom and that we were not responding to any of their calls that is why they were forced to call for help.  They even claimed to have seen a number of people waving at them from the windows of our room.  But we were certain that none of us have left the circle all the while.
We started the said “game” at 7:00 in the evening and ended at past 9:00.  Honestly, I still cannot believe that we stayed there that long.  It felt like it was just a couple of minutes.  Things happened so fast.  Only then did we realize the true extent of what we did.  It’s as if we entered a different realm that challenged time and space.  Every one of us in the room also vouched to have not heard any of their attempts to reach us or even the loud music that was being played outside until that collision over the room’s door.  They said that they were trying to contact us through our cellphones for they were too scared to go up and fetch us themselves.  When none of us answered any of the calls in the first two hours, they literally called and shouted to us but none of us answered although they saw a number of people standing by the windows.
We were escorted home and had our parents called to the principal and guidance office first thing that Monday morning.  Rachel was not able to go to school for a week or so.  We were not sure how they pacified her and how she was brought to the hospital that night.  Our group also refrained from seriously talking about the incident after our parents took us to a pastor for a pray over.  We had more than the dose of fun and fright that we were looking for and learned the lesson that we ought to remember in our classroom…  Impossible but it happened to me!

My ‘Out-of-this-World’ Experience - May 2016

Have you ever had experience a phenomenon that cannot be explained no matter how you tried to understand it?  Are you familiar with the phrase ‘beyond one’s imagination or understanding’?  If you have this some sort of experience that makes you feel that hair-raising/eerie or déjà vu feeling, please share through email message to merlinagp@gmail.com.  It is my pleasure to post your experience in this Blog.  Let the circle of sharing begins.

Experiences for the Month of May, 2016

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    Experience No. 14: The Creepy Transect

    Experience No. 15: The Fireball

    Experience No. 16: The Paranormal Place

    Experience No. 17: Ghost Hunting turned Ghost Haunting

   

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My ‘Out-of-this-World’ Experience No. 17

Have you ever had experience a phenomenon that cannot be explained no matter how you tried to understand it?  Are you familiar with the phrase ‘beyond one’s imagination or understanding’?  If you have this some sort of experience that makes you feel that hair-raising/eerie or déjà vu feeling, please share through email message to merlinagp@gmail.com.  It is my pleasure to post your experience in this Blog.  Let the circle of sharing begins.

Experience No. 17: 
“Ghost Hunting turned Ghost Haunting”
(Shared by Cecille Gesulga <cece.gesulga@gmail.com>)

Like most people, I also consider my high school days as one of the most exciting chapters of my life.  The dawn of independence, freedom, and exploration.  At this phase, we are usually in pursuit of new things, of more meaningful learnings, of more thrilling adventures…  I will never forget that there even came a time when my high school friends and I literally went in search for the unknown.
We were in our second year and it was almost vacation.  It was just a few weeks before classes officially close.  So we decided to make that school year even more memorable by doing something we considered “fun” – to go hunting for ghosts.  It was a three-night quest composed of various “scary” activities with a planned itinerary for each night just within and nearby the school campus.  All of which were made possible for there was an on-going preparation for the Senior’s Party the upcoming weekend.
The first two nights were indeed fun.  We really enjoyed scaring ourselves along the dark corridors, classrooms, and bathroom mirrors of our school campus on the first night and by the yard of a neighboring ‘haunted’, abandoned house on the second night.  We were equipped with nothing but the lights of our cellular phones to guide our heightened sense of adventure.  After each spooky/hilarious trip, we went back to our hideout – the Math Center.  We were not really good in mathematics.  We joined mainly so that we can make use of the facility (Hehe).  There, we talked/laughed about our first-hand experiences.  Most of us shared to have experienced something unusual.  Some claimed to have seen sightings of unearthly beings such as orbs, non-human shadows, and a floating lady-like figure.  Others have felt a certain eerie presence that walks with us and have smelled something close to rotting flowers.
The third night was rather different.  That night we decided to end our quest in our very own classroom for our old school building was said to also be haunted.  We intended to play the spirit board game or the Ouija.  The one who was in-charge of providing the Ouija board wasn’t able to bring one.  So instead, we just sat in a circle, held hands, and closed our eyes while Carl, our lead, started calling out to the unknown.  At first it was comic.  But as our friend continued the ritual and asked each one of us to meditate to his calls for a ghostly appearance the atmosphere suddenly changed.
I remember it so well.  I had never been that scared in my entire life that I held my eyes shut.  I didn’t even dared to take a peek.  We heard strange noises and voices for a few seconds.  And it was surely not coming from ourselves or outside but inside our very own classroom.  And then there was silence.  No one dared to utter a word until the girl who was seated one person away from me, broke into tears and then laughter.  She sounded nothing like her usual self…  Her voice was different – deeper, darker.  We all knew that it wasn’t really her talking.  I can feel her trembling so as the rest of us in the group.  She continued crying and laughing for a few minutes until Carl finally found the courage to speak again.  He asked for her name.  She answered “April”…  But our friend’s name wasn’t April!  It was Rachel.  Our lead instructed to not break the chain of the circle even if some of us were already too scared to continue and then he further asked some more questions…  She answered some and just cried/laughed at some in a roaring manner.                         
She was possessed by someone… by something.  Right then and there, I witnessed a possession with my own two eyes.  I hardly believed it at first.  It was like you are in some sort of demonic movie.  But we all knew that amidst all traces of doubts and suspicions, she wasn’t pretending or acting it all out.  It wasn’t just her voice that changed.  Her physical appearance did too.  Her beautiful dark skin turned pale and lifeless.  And she had blotchy, red patches on her face and neck.  Her shaking intensified while her eyes rolled.  She was like having an epileptic attack or something.  But her strength was undeniably unbelievable.  She could push and pull a string of individuals with just a flick of an arm.  The six boys in the group couldn’t restrain her or keep her anyway in control.  We were all in a state of panic and hysteria.  Most of the seven girls, myself included, were all crying in shock and in fear. 
Some were shouting uncontrollably.  We were not totally expecting or prepared for something like that to happen to us.  We didn’t really know what to do.  I know we wanted to see sightings of a ghost…  But well, not in such a grave occurrence.  I think we got a lot more than the dose of scare that we needed for that night.  The intensity of that experience was enough to haunt us every night of our lifetimes.  How we got out of that scary and sticky situation is another out-of-this-world story... Impossible but it happened to me!