tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18348841.post115297990154395853..comments2023-08-10T18:06:06.024+10:00Comments on Philippines Phil: Another Spine-Shivering TalePhilippinesPhilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15921214743105919057noreply@blogger.comBlogger20125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18348841.post-26351602110559337932008-01-11T18:27:00.000+11:002008-01-11T18:27:00.000+11:00my goodness!that story about your wife's experienc...my goodness!that story about your wife's experience with an aswang is really creepy!!!i'd like to read more of her story,though.=) i miss hearing ghost stories,aswang stories.i've had an experience of my own when i was young with a common white lady,when i was only 8years old i guess.and i am very sure that i did not just imagine it because i didn't scare myself that time to make it appear!i justAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18348841.post-1153401415396485452006-07-20T23:16:00.000+10:002006-07-20T23:16:00.000+10:00Now THAT is a very creepy story. That is the kind...Now THAT is a very creepy story. That is the kind I strove to come up with when telling ghost stories around the campfire when in the scouts.Edhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13214319366049620074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18348841.post-1153400693379141792006-07-20T23:04:00.000+10:002006-07-20T23:04:00.000+10:00Oh yes, very dead... I hope the shock killed her q...Oh yes, very dead... I hope the shock killed her quickly, but I doubt it. I saw her burial site. Some crazy weird stuff happens over here... One of these days I'll write about some of my wife's other wild experiences.... how 'bout the girl who was pronounced dead and "woke up" as her body was being "prepared" by the undertaker..? My wife saw that as a 9 year old, peaking through a kitchen PhilippinesPhilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15921214743105919057noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18348841.post-1153396612341499862006-07-20T21:56:00.000+10:002006-07-20T21:56:00.000+10:00You left me hanging... was the niece really dead?You left me hanging... was the niece really dead?Edhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13214319366049620074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18348841.post-1153367797824191022006-07-20T13:56:00.000+10:002006-07-20T13:56:00.000+10:00Wat, when it comes to these folklore stories, they...Wat, when it comes to these folklore stories, they STILL abound and ARE passed on. They have a life of their own. <BR/><BR/>You've heard of the "aswang" right? Is that spelled right? My wife tells a tale of terror about her "experience" with one:<BR/><BR/>She was 6, living in her fishing village on Samar. She awoke next to her 2 yr old niece sleeping on the floor with a row of others, Filipino PhilippinesPhilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15921214743105919057noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18348841.post-1153365554906883732006-07-20T13:19:00.000+10:002006-07-20T13:19:00.000+10:00I'll go one further Ed... For me, seeing is NOT be...I'll go one further Ed... For me, seeing is NOT believing, it's merely seeing something that can't be explained... I refuse to attach an explanation to something strange based on a guess or tradition/superstition. I've been around almost 50 years and have only witnessed something creepy with my own eyes, twice. You have never seen anything like a ghost or an apparition in yours. This stuff is PhilippinesPhilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15921214743105919057noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18348841.post-1153359681479606732006-07-20T11:41:00.000+10:002006-07-20T11:41:00.000+10:00Hello Phil. Outrageous eh? But I this story was ...Hello Phil. Outrageous eh? But I this story was related to me by the wife herself so it's accurate. When something's not right with you, chances are you're "minamaligno" or being harmed by a supernatural entity that you have angered. Usually its either the dwarves or the "nuno sa punso" which is similar to the dwarf but makes earth mounds like the termite mound. When your pinkies are not of Nick Ballesteroshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11851406139825729546noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18348841.post-1153340593437047942006-07-20T06:23:00.000+10:002006-07-20T06:23:00.000+10:00As they say, I won't believe until I see it. I do...As they say, I won't believe until I see it. I do enjoy reading good ghost stories though. I even held up my pinkies to see if one is longer than the other.<BR/><BR/>In my past, I've seen things that I can't explain, including lights in the night sky. I'm comfortable with not knowing everything.Edhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13214319366049620074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18348841.post-1153311318669625322006-07-19T22:15:00.000+10:002006-07-19T22:15:00.000+10:00Watson, I'm sorry buddy, but that story was a hoot...Watson, I'm sorry buddy, but that story was a hoot man... wow... for real, you're not pulling my leg? So what is an earth dweller, like a leprechan? Magically delicious? Oh, and what's the significance of the extra long pinky? Really wacky stuff there... Kinda cool though. I really doubt that Ed is going to buy this one. Thanks for sharing.<BR/><BR/>Let me clear this up... Just coz I've seenPhilippinesPhilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15921214743105919057noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18348841.post-1153305471845678792006-07-19T20:37:00.000+10:002006-07-19T20:37:00.000+10:00Isn't it something when you can actually share a s...Isn't it something when you can actually share a story when there's a thread of ghost stories and the supernatural going on?<BR/><BR/>Here's one from a friend. She was an Engineer in our company who became wife to an Australian. Shortly after their marriage, they went to Pulilio Island (her hometown) in the Quezon province so her husband can get acquainted with the his new family. In one of Nick Ballesteroshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11851406139825729546noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18348841.post-1153277171821307842006-07-19T12:46:00.000+10:002006-07-19T12:46:00.000+10:00Senor! I look forward to reading your story... I m...Senor! I look forward to reading your story... I must confess that I don't feel particularly brave for having written mine... I simply recount things I've seen, heard and felt; its up to others to believe, discount or to be simply entertained. I've written other, more personal accounts of my life, such as my struggles with depression. I suppose I have no fear when it comes to exposing these PhilippinesPhilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15921214743105919057noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18348841.post-1153276588662802072006-07-19T12:36:00.000+10:002006-07-19T12:36:00.000+10:00Amadeo, whoa! That's way too deep for me my frien...Amadeo, whoa! That's way too deep for me my friend... Glad your on top of that though... just pulling your leg buddy! <BR/><BR/>I can assure you I know how the body reacts under stress; I've been there and done that more than once. Good observations though.PhilippinesPhilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15921214743105919057noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18348841.post-1153276326110190912006-07-19T12:32:00.000+10:002006-07-19T12:32:00.000+10:00Mr Ed....I've been going to school literally since...Mr Ed....I've been going to school literally since 1975 and have about a half dozen psychology classes under my belt too. All I believe in is what I've seen. As I said at the start of my tale, I have no idea the true nature of the phenomenon, but I don't doubt that the phonomena exists. How can I, since I've seen it at least twice? Believe me, I have no agenda when it comes to this stuff. UntilPhilippinesPhilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15921214743105919057noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18348841.post-1153249588047305552006-07-19T05:06:00.000+10:002006-07-19T05:06:00.000+10:00Phil:Here's a little something I learned from read...Phil:<BR/><BR/>Here's a little something I learned from reading. Fear is one of the passions, or sense appetite, that at the onset can be quite involuntary. One then has to control it conciously, or deflect it into something more positive.<BR/><BR/>But there is an aspect of fear, that I learned, that is quite physical. Expressed in some of our metaphors, like skin crawling, goosebumps, hair Amadeohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00040096079637569742noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18348841.post-1153243413449177132006-07-19T03:23:00.000+10:002006-07-19T03:23:00.000+10:00I don't doubt that you saw and felt it but as some...I don't doubt that you saw and felt it but as someone who has taken psychology classes and doesn't believe in ghosts, I don't believe it. The mind is extremely powerful in imagery and only partially understood. Maybe it was your subconscious trying to speak?Edhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13214319366049620074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18348841.post-1153224086810040772006-07-18T22:01:00.000+10:002006-07-18T22:01:00.000+10:00I don't write fiction Ed... everything I wrote is ...I don't write fiction Ed... everything I wrote is what i saw and felt... strange but true. I've spent lots of time in dark woods and forests... I've never been spooked by anything except in that one place... and it was always in THAT one place. Its strange, when I saw Fortunato I wasn't that alarmed... he didn't seem threatening. The place behind our house was different... it FELT evil...PhilippinesPhilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15921214743105919057noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18348841.post-1153222603030286972006-07-18T21:36:00.000+10:002006-07-18T21:36:00.000+10:00In my opinion, you had a very healthy imagination ...In my opinion, you had a very healthy imagination as a child. As you can tell, I don't believe in ghosts though I have gotten goosebumps and chills in my spine but mostly they occur in the darkness of night where my mind is trying to tell me something is behind me. I tell my mind that it is just one too many movies watched. Good story though!Edhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13214319366049620074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18348841.post-1153188473380539592006-07-18T12:07:00.000+10:002006-07-18T12:07:00.000+10:00Amadeo, your irrational fear of the unknown must m...Amadeo, your irrational fear of the unknown must mean you believe in something. Why be afraid of nothing? <BR/><BR/>For me, seeing was definitely believing. Still, it might not be a "ghost" per se, it might be a projection from the subconcious mind of my ex-wife. After all, both times Fortunato appeared was while my ex-wife was lying there asleep.PhilippinesPhilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15921214743105919057noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18348841.post-1153167901322071442006-07-18T06:25:00.000+10:002006-07-18T06:25:00.000+10:00Phil:For you, it was from an unbeliever to a belie...Phil:<BR/><BR/>For you, it was from an unbeliever to a believer.<BR/><BR/>Now I have always been fearful of the unknown, even as a very small kid. And to this day, I am terrified by anything that's unknown, like the dark, deep water, etc.<BR/><BR/>However, somehow deep down I do not believe in apparitions or any physical appearances of "entities". Thus, I have nothing to show in terms of my ownAmadeohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00040096079637569742noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18348841.post-1153150146083168382006-07-18T01:29:00.000+10:002006-07-18T01:29:00.000+10:00I actually had goosebumps when I got to the end of...I actually had goosebumps when I got to the end of your story, Phil. Wow! <BR/><BR/>BTW, a friend of mine grew up in the Richmond area of Staten Island in New York. According to him, during the early '60s when he was in grade school, the houses in his neighborhood were far apart with a lot of wooded areas in between. One afternoon, as he was walking on a wooded field on his way home from SeƱor Enriquehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15110290769417627313noreply@blogger.com