My Hierophant friend has so many stories about her ex-friends who were witches. She's so unhappy that she had to part ways with them but it wasn't her choice.
But she has kept some very memorable stories about them and she is now sharing it here in the Spa with us.
Now, just remember... most of these stories are true.
It's up to you to figure out which one of these are false.
Or maybe, not of them are...++++++++++Another one of my witch ex-friends had a favorite toy…
I’m sure a lot of you want to know the point of view of the ghosts/spirits that haunt us, you’re just too scared to ask.So here’s Pam’s story, in diary form for easier reading, from the mouth of my friend Kar
This is a story told me by a friend of mine back in high school.One day they told me that around 2-3 years ago (at the time) they were looking for a house. That’s because their current house was going to be hit by the road widening project in that area.
Well hello there again, reader.My friend Mab made a promise earlier to talk more about a specific toy that’s similar to Melody. Funny thing, this one comes from a certain children show’s franchise that’s possibly t
So we've come to the last leg of Elmo's story with my friend Mab and her family.Here's hoping you enjoy this story, dear reader...++++++++By this time, I’ve already finalized my decision to separate from S and find a different house to live in. But there seemed to be something that followed us there.Along the way, we got rid of the Elmo doll because we felt it had a very strange kind of frequency or aura. Besides, at that point, I wanted to have a more normal life while we were all healing up. For now at least...
There should be entries about these unique features of our beloved colleges within our freshmen orientation handbooks.We never know when one day, the “classmate” that they’re having fun chatting with is on the top floor is actually long-dead. After all, they might just like going to class despite no longer being part of the class roll call.
Since we’ve been talking about specters that haunt certain campuses, let’s talk more about the experiences of Mab regarding the said infamous university.And a certain graduate of the said academic institution that built up her curiosity of the paranormal and the supernatural…
Let’s have another batch of stories from campus hauntings, shall we dear readers? It would be a great way to celebrate memorable occasions during one’s collegiate years.And remember, as you were forewarned, most of these stories may be true…++++++++++Campus Ghost Lady No.1: Auntie RegistrarLet us visit a college's school year 1987-1988, 2nd semester!And as usual, I was sitting in front of our college’s registrar’s stations. Classes were apparently canceled then, and since cellphones didn’t exist, and I didn’t have a pager or landline, I didn’t get the memo.Our university back then had its own announcements regarding the suspension of classes. They rarely followed the government’s system for advisories so tough luck if you weren’t connected with any of the school’s staff or faculty.So since I’m practically stranded due to the storm, I decided to hang out in the said area since the rain and wind were getting stronger again. And even if there were many people here because of cancel
So once again, dear readers, we have a story from the Hierophant that may or may not be fictional...It would be up to you to decide whether it is true or not. However, we are in the Supernatural Spa, and anything can happen. Who knows, this is true in a parallel world somewhere in this vast multi-verse.Welcome to Wonderland...
And now, comes the last chapter of this very long but very eventful story.Enjoy, dear reader!+++++++He swept his room with his gaze. His sights then turned towards the wall clock. It was past three in the morning.He could only shake his head and weep. If only he knew that this would happen to them, he would have stopped their group from playing with the Ouija board. He wished that Mark was still in school. Maybe Rachel would still be able to stay sane today. Chris would p
Well hello again, dear readers. I'm hoping that you are enjoying this story since you're almost at the end now. Even if you're just reading out of curiosity, I hope that it's already partially satisfied with all the happenings and information that are being brought to light.And once again, one has to wonder, why did they not reconsider playing such a "game" and is the price of such "play" was worth it. It could have helped if they had an expert to guide them but no, they went ahead and did what they thought was "fun"...Dear reader, are you having fun while going through their sto
And finally, we are introduced to the specter who first showed up during these student's Ouija board session. Unfortunately, he isn't your typical ghost...He is vengeful, murderous, and violent.If only the student
Maurice, on the other hand, couldn’t help but smile. He thought that Kuya Devin was taking the notion of him having a third eye too seriously. “What does Mike look like right now? Ask him if he’s okay.” He was trying to hold his laughter in as he asked.Kuya Devin didn’t bother answering him. He just looked at Mark and after that, suddenly changed the topic. “Didn’t you guys also see the ghost of the kid I was talking about? Didn’t you see her hanging from the tree?”
Devin, for some reason, had managed to tell some people about his crazy experiences recently. To be honest, he really didn't want to because of the possibility of being called crazy or too imaginative. It's not exactly what he needed right now, considering everything that has happened.It was, therefore, a relief that someone did acknowledge his visions. And it was quite a surprise for him to realize who it was.“You have a third eye,” Mang Ronald, the elderly janitor, said to Kuya Devin, “You can see ghosts.”
The janitor has a very important role in this story and I don't intend to jump the gun.However. we will be jumping to the time where Devin has already gotten home from school and has just taken a nap. Nothing in this world would ever prepare him to what will happen next.Enjoy, dear reader...++++++++++Kuya Devin was woken up by sound
At this point in the story, Rachel interrupted Mike."And what you saw then was actually inside the school grounds, right?"Both guys looked at the spaced-out, wide-eyed girl sitting on the edge of her hospital bed. Their surprised expression was very evident, especially with Mike.
Even now, Mike hasn’t told anyone about the frightening experiences that he was having. Not even to Kuya Devin, who was the only person who would believe him. So even if they decided to meet up so they could visit Rachel, he kept his mouth shut about what he was seeing the whole time they were together.He didn’t want anyone to know that he was also being disturbed by ghosts.
Our narrator then took some time off because he was busy with school work. Now I'm starting to wonder if he and his cousin Devin attended the same school.What do you think, dear reader?All I'm really thankful for is that this story has been documented in Paramdam although it is written in the author's local language. At least I have managed to share it here with you.But enough of that...