Encounters
My friend, Eve, her husband and their 5 year old daughter just moved to a house that they can call their own. It took them years to save to build the house. She loves it there, away from the bustling city, clean and fresh air, an overlooking view of the ocean. The neighbors were nice and friendly people. Their yard, big enough for a parking space and a garden area. Along with them is their longtime helper, Manang Inday. Her family and Manang would often eat dinner together. And Eve has insisted that they pray the rosary every night as a family. As much as Eve loves their new place, she feels and sees things that she should not, there is another family living in their house.
Yes, Eve's third eye is open. She sees elements and ghosts. When she was younger, she would get frightened but she got used to it and started to ignore whatever she is seeing. She still gets frightened at times especially if she is caught off guard.
One Saturday, we went to the office with 4 of our colleagues to finish the reports. Our office was operating Monday to Friday only but we can request an overtime on weekends. When we were at the gate, Eve exclaimed, "wow, ga office sad sila! (Wow, they are doing office too!)" When asked, she just answered 'nothing.' She told us what she saw when we were going home, she didn't want to frighten us and said they were harmless. According to her, she saw spirits milling in our office yard and buildings as if they were also working.
There was also one time we travelled for work with 3 of our colleagues, 1 boy (Yan) and 2 girls. It was in a small town 4 hours from the city. We rented a family room and gave the single bed to our only gentleman. We, the 4 girls, slept in a king-sized bed placed against a wall. The order was, from the side of the wall is Em, Rach, me, and then Eve. We slept with the lights on. Around 3am, the dogs outside were barking loudly that woke us up, except for Yan. I felt Eve stirring and turning.
After a few minutes, she went rigid and hugged me tighter. I didn't ask anymore what she saw and we just huddled together. I took a look at Eve and her face was in a pinched, eyed closed shut. I silently prayed that it won't hurt us or whatever it is she had seen. When we were back in the city, during a dinner at old Larsian, she told us that during our first night when we were awaken by the dogs' barking, at the chair facing us was a man sitting looking at us. At first, she thought it was Yan but she wondered why he was up so early, it was still dawn. She thought of calling him but she noticed the man was wearing a 'barong tagalog' and realized that it was not Yan. A barong tagalog is a formal wear for men in the Philippines.
Eve said she saw a silhoutte of that man again when we were going out of the inn but ignored it.
Having this kind of gift is both a blessing and a curse, said an HR Manager I know and who possesses this gift, too. I admire these kind people because it takes extra courage and strength to overcome the fear of seeing things ordinary eyes cannot. As for me, I can sense things but I do not see them. I hear familiar voices calling my name when there is nobody there. I ward off feelings of uneasiness and finds strength in prayers.