- The first experience I had was when my paternal grandmother passed away. I was the first grandchild and her favorite. I was at her wake (in another part of the compound) and was taking a nap on the couch in the living room. My cousin was sleeping on the other couch. It was around dawn when I felt something cold on my right leg. Still groggy and sleepy, I figured that my leg just brushed on the plastic cover of the couch and thought nothing of it and went back to sleep. It was only in the morning when I remembered and thought about what happened. I realized that I was wearing one of those tight stretch jeans which is tight and there is no way that it could've moved up my ankle and my leg!
- My second experience happened a day or so later. My grandmother's wake was still going on. My dad and I went home early in the evening. I had an exam the next day while my dad had to do some office work. We were both upstairs in our respective rooms when I heard the sound off the wind chimes on the front door followed by the door slammed shut real hard. Our front door is made from Narra, a hard wood and it is very heavy, so you can imagine how loud it was when slammed shut. My dad and I came out of our rooms and went downstairs to see what happened. We didn't see anything or anyone. There was no one else in the house since our helpers were also in the wake. My dad who was a skeptic before, became a believer after that incident.
-My third experience happened that Christmas holidays. We always have a Christmas party in our house with my dad's parents, siblings and their families. It was the first Christmas that my grandmother was not with us. In the middle of the celebration, a glass vase that was on the lower shelf fell on the floor and broke into small pieces. What's unusual about this is the way it happened. The shelf itself was very low, about an inch from the floor. The vase fragments were so tiny you would've thought that it was dropped from the second floor of a building. Could it be my grandmother letting us know that she was with us at that moment?
- My fourth experience happened when I was in Chemistry lab. It was the first death anniversary of my grandmother. I was listening to the professor when suddenly, I smelled the strong scent of the perfume L'Air du Temps. It couldn't have been a classmate since it was mostly guys sitting around me and my it's not the scent that my friend was using. I asked them if they smelled it but nobody else did. Now if you've been in a Chem Lab, you know how it smells in there. So what could it be?
- My fifth experience happened when my grandfather passed away. I was pregnant with my daughter and living in California. My grandfather died in the Philippines and I just received the news. One night, I was alone in our house and was passing by the kitchen on the way to the bathroom. I smelled the scent of a candle that has been put out. I looked around the kitchen and don't remember lighting a candle. So after that, I went upstairs and on the hallway I smelled the same thing. I don't know why I wasn't scared at all. I just thought that maybe my grandfather was visiting and saying his goodbye. It couldn't be the neighbor's since all windows were closed. Was it my imagination?
I' ve also heard from families and friends about their ghostly encounters and I believe them. What about you? Do you believe in ghosts and have you seen one?
Btw, here are some photos taken at the Trier Cathedral courtyard during our summer vacation in Germany. There are a lot of 'orbs' in the photos. The first photo does not have any in it but the second and third photo taken after that has a lot.
