I am stuck.

09|14|2021✨

Annyeonggg! Happy Tuesday, beautiful people!

I was writing a draft earlier in the afternoon, unfortunately, I fell asleep. My head feels so heavy that I can't focus on writing. And due to heavy rain earlier, I had a sound sleep. You know na, every time it rains ang sarap magbaluktot sa kumot, o baka ako lang? You too, right?

I got to read an article earlier about the creepy and horrific experience he encountered at school and other places. I apologize, I forgot the name of the writer.

His story reminded me about mine, and I guess I have to share it with you too. I believe we all experience that "nakakapanindig balahibo" or goosebumps every time we feel that there is something creepy around us.

I will share this one creepy scenario during my elementary days.

At the library

It was almost 3 pm when I and some of my classmates were tasked to go to the library.

Our library is the oldest building that time before the school renovation. I heard a lot of stories about what other students experienced like they feel like there is someone with them every time they visit the library room or they hear someone/something unusual. That is why, when they were asked to go in there to get something, they will be in a group.

We have expected visitors that day. I was in fifth grade that time I guess.

We are tasked to clean the library since the visitors will be there soon and will have some checks in the area so we have to make sure that everything is properly arranged.

Our adviser asked me to clean the bathroom area and make sure to scrub it properly. So, as we enter the room, others started sweeping, dusting, and mopped floors for waxing while I was in the bathroom, doing my best to clean it well.

I can hear them all laughing while cleaning. They're having fun because were exempted from our afternoon class discussion.

After a few minutes, I hear no laugh nor chitchats from them. In my mind, maybe our adviser visits us and asks them to be silent since it's a library. She always does it because she knew how loud they are.

So, I continue brushing, scrubbing, and cleaning my assigned area. I am almost done so I decided to close the faucet to save the water from running but it's not stopping. I turned it off already but the water keeps running. I guess it was broken so I shouted and asked for help from my classmates to shut it off.

It passed 2 mins calling their names out but no one answered.

So, I decided to exit the bathroom but I can't open the door. I keep pushing it but still, it's not doing any good. I know it will open easily because it's not broken. I pushed it again with all my strength but I feel like there is/are someone blocking it. That is when I panic.

I shouted for help loudly but no one answered. I started to cry and I am afraid to look around coz I might see something I don't want to see. I am just facing the door and all I can hear is the water overflowing.

I started praying and ask God to help me. While praying, I can sense that there is someone in my back and I can hear some weird voice whispering in my ears. I don't know if it was all my imaginations but I can really feel that I'm not alone inside the bathroom.

I continue praying with my eyes closed and full of tears.

Then...

The door opens and my classmates are all standing in front of me. It took 30 mins I guess before they opened it.

I can't utter any words as they asked me what's going on and what's happening to me.

The ferrccckkk! I shouted so loud earlier and no one even bothers to help me. How could they ask me something like that? Are they deaf?

I asked them to bring me to our classroom and there I told them the whole story. And guess what? The faucet shuts off itself. It creeps our ass out of the library.

Inside our classroom,

Them: Why did you lock yourself inside?

Me: Do you think I'm that crazy to lock myself up, alone?

Them: Then why? What happened?

(I told them everything and of how I shouted so loud for help)

Me: Where are you by the way? Why can't you hear me?

Them: We are there. We never hear you scream.

Me: You are there the whole time? And you don't hear my loud scream?

Our classmates are all freaking out the moment they heard what happened. They can't believe it.

Since that day, I never visit the library again.

If you were me back then, will you visit or enter the said library again? Who do you think locked me?

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