Based on a True Story [Complete]

Three Days Nightmare

Almost everyone knows that Baguio City is the best place to spend the summer- aside from Boracay for the beach-lovers, of course.

Unfortunately, the vacation we had in that beautiful place turned out to be a nightmare.

My family all agreed to spend the vacation together in Baguio, despite the demand of my cousin to spend it in Boracay.

It was our first time. We don't have any place to stay there- so we had to rent a flat for our 26 family members.

We wanted to stay there for at least a week, but it turned out that we had stayed there for only three days after a terrifying experience.

This flat that we rented was haunted.

At our first day, it went smoothly. Though we felt like someone's watching us all the time- yes. We all felt like that. As in all of us.

The second day was uneasy. We had this routine to explore the tourist's spot every daytime, and we go home every 6:00 pm. And that day, we came in our flat only to see the place in a disaster. It looked a lot like we've been robbed- except the fact that nothing was stolen at all and the door was locked just like how we left it.

Also, at that day, we would always have this experience like we see a little boy running around, being caught by our peripheral visions.

The third day was the most terrifying.

All of my cousins, all 6 of us (including me) were taking a photo of ourselves upstairs when we caught a little boy peeking inside the closet behind us. We were scared and we literally ran out for our lives.

And the last thing that made us ran away from the house is when my grandmother had her experience with the little boy ghost.

We were having our dinner downstaitlrs when my fifty years old grandmother came running down the stairs, screaming.

She begged us to move out the house at that very time, and we just head outside, hearing her hair-raising story.

She saw a dead body of a little boy. In the closet.

We didn't even dare to go in the house. We just closed the door and slept with our friendly neighbor.

The next morning, we were with the caretaker and her men to help us with our things.

There was no dead body found. But when we did open the closet, we smelled this horrible scent inside the closet.

Just as we were about to leave, my mother kept on swearing and badmouthing about the caretaker.

And at the end of the trip, she finally told us the reason.

There really was a little boy who died in there. And it was the caretaker's grandson.

The boy was a son of the caretaker's mentally disordered daughter who locked her own son, thinking he was a doll of hers.

Were never going back or even looke at that place ever again.

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Happy New Year!!*-*
Kwento ni Sungxxiee.xD
Yung naganap sa loob ng tatlong araw nayun,totoo yan.

Except dun sa part na akala nung baliw doll yung anak niya. Basta nilock niya yung closet. Yun lang yung narinig ko sa tita ko.

Chismosa na ba? Hahaha! XD Di ko mapigilan eh, malakas rin kasi yung pagkakakuwento ni tita tungkol don.. Seriously, buti nalang hindi ako nakasama nun dahil nagka-LBM ako.xD Haha joke lang. Nilagnat ako eh (*w*)v

Anyways, sorry sa bangag na update. Wala kaming wifi, umuwi ako sa probinsya namin.xD

Nagkwentuhan nanaman kami nila Ate ng horror stories kaya umasa kayong may ikukuwento pa aketch.xD