Halloween Special: Creepy Stories

Before Santa Claus comes to town, people around the globe celebrate the creepy, spooky, ghostly, scary, eerie Halloween. To be with the hit talk in this Halloween time, I will also share the creepy, spooky, ghostly, scary, eerie experience I had.

Girl in the mirror.
I was left alone in our house brushing my teeth in our C.R. readying for school. I was facing the mirror reflecting oppositely to the open door. All of a sudden, to my surprise, a girl with a long hair in a white dress passed by. I called for my sister thinking that she came back from school. But, I had seen no one. Having feared, I speedily rinsed my mouth and scurried to school.

Tweaking knob.
I was sleeping when I heard my room door knob tweaked. I thought it was the knob in my room door because of its loud volume. I prayed and it was suddenly gone. After a minute, it came back. I swallowed my fear, got out from my bed and held the knob. It was dark. I didn’t turn on the light. The tweaking once again stopped. As I came back to sleep, the knob tweaked back, so I held it again. But, the noise didn’t stop. So, I got out from my room thinking that the tweaking came from our main door’s knob. The noise was getting louder. When I reached the main door, I looked at first the little space at the bottom of the door allowing me to see the legs of who’s outside. I saw none, but the tweaking knob was still audible. As I held the knob, the noise stopped. I was already terrified. I turned on all the lights and woke up my sister. I told her what I heard.

Shower in the C.R.
I was a first-year philosophy student, as a seminarian of the Order of the Augustinian Recollect. All the lights were out and I was in the C.R. having my poop. Similar to all creepy stories that happened in the C.R., the shower opened. I opened the door of my cubicle waiting for somebody who might open the shower to come out. But, there’s none. Having afraid of the story behind the old building of the seminary, I immediately flushed the toilet, washed my butt, and looked for the opened shower. I didn’t run out from the C.R. without closing the shower because I was concerned with the running water. Even though I was very horrified, I still took a gut to close the shower.

Chained man.
I was still a first-year seminarian when I experienced this. In the middle of my sleep, I heard a heavy clanking noise of a chain dragging in the corridor. The first year corridor is haunted as what the other seminarians were telling. I listened heedfully to the noise. It was getting closer to my room. I was already afraid. I was full of sweat. I prayed through as I noticed that the chained man didn’t get any farther from my door. I knew he was outside. My heart beat fast and hard. But, because of fear, I didn’t notice that I already fell asleep.