The White Haired Stranger

I was around 16 years old when this happened but for some unknown reason, I have past incidences of what I can probably call spiritual occurrences but they were through dreams. Dreaming of the dead and such since I was eight. But my very first encounter was when I was in kindergarten, a ghostly hand coercing at me from an acacia tree where our slide was.

Our neighborhood was not yet that crowded with many houses. There were vacant lots on both sides of our house. I had some form of fascination with the moon and admired it that much. I sometimes gaze at the empty lot just outside my bedroom window during full moons. I shared that bedroom with my sister.

There were times that the aura of the room felt heavy. There are times the door would open or close without the hint of wind. I always talk to our "room" telling whoever or whatever is frightening us to leave us alone. Well, it does not hurt if I do that I guess.

We always leave a window open so that cool wind can come in. Well, our neighbor just across our house had lots of dogs. They howl sometimes but just that week, they were howling approximately 10 PM in the evening then at 3 am. I am actually scared writing this down. But I am not scared when I tell the story to somebody.

But that night, there was a blackout. We only had one electric fan in the room. My sister asked me to transfer beside her because she was scared. But she is never scared even in the dark. Still I complied, so I slept beside her. I was lying near our desk where our electric fan was.

Around 3 am there was this wind, I thought there was electricity already. There were these dog howls but I disregarded them. I took a closer look at the electric fan to see if the electricity has come back. I guess not. I tried to take my 3310 cellphone and looked at the time. I placed it back under my pillow. Then and there, I saw this white figure of a man with long white flowing hair which was as soft as the wind. He was big but wore white sleeveless clothing. He had muscular arms but he had no face and he seemed to float in a squatting position at the edge of the bed where my sister's feet are. The weird thing was, he was looking at me with that blank face.

Scared the hell out of my wits, I quickly shut my eyes and stick my skin near my sister's, who was sound asleep. I forced myself to sleep.

Wish it wouldn't happen again!

Though I sense it was a good ghost or whatever it was. For me, I considered him as an "engkanto", an earthbound spirit who has been watching the house since the beginning.

Anyway, he is not the only one in the house. There are around three of them. The doppelganger, the little girl and him. Though occurrences are rare but not harmful, and they do protect the house.

Well, as far as my siblings and I believe.
That is why, I wouldn't like to show my real name because it might ruin our family business. Especially if they think ghosts roam the house.

Occurrences don't happen often. Maybe this time, you might feel them. Maybe this time, you won't. It is like having visions. They don't happen to be there when you seek them. It maybe years when you feel a presence again.

Have a good night! Everyone.

-UsagiBunny

Do you have interesting stories to tell? Share them here!