Manila encounter / creepy facts

75 (Own Experience)

Bad dream or memory?

Back when I was in third year of high school, summer. I have this dream that always repeat.

It always started of me waking up because of the sunlight and a girl calling me in a formal way in our language, I know it was me but I can't control my body and it just move on it own.

After waking up, the girl that wake me up will prepare a traditional dress (saya) for me and I will take a bath and go out the room I sleep in.

After going downstair a girl who look like my bestfriend will run up to me excitedly and call me manang (trans: older sister), she will grab my hand and we will both run to the dining area.

After we arrive at the dining area, I saw a man with a general looking cloth and a woman wearing a saya sitting already in the dining table. They both will greet us a good morning and we will all have our breakfast.

After sometime I realized that the man and woman is actually my bestfriend/sister father and stepmother, everything was fine not until the father need to leave for duty.

Me and my sister will greet him goodluck outside the gate with our stepmother.

After the father left, the stepmother face turned looking annoyed and grab both of me and my sister by the ears and pull us till under the stair where the basement is.

He then will push us inside the basement and lock the door while me and my sister cried in horror because it was dark inside the basement.

After a few hours of waiting, the stepmother came back with a whip and started whipping my sister while the other men hold me so I can't help her.

Out of frustration I bit both the men in their hand and stand up to push away our stepmother and she hit her head in a pile of junk.

I immediately help my sister stand up and we both run out the house even though she have hard time walking because of the pain she got from her whip wounds around her back.

After running to the woods, the heard footstep behind us so we tried running faster. I even heard gunshot and saw some tree been shot by guns.

After almost an hour of running I heard gunshot and I lost my balance and fall down, I realize I was shot by a gun in my back. Before losing my conscious I heard my sister calls me "Cassandra".

I wake up in my bed sweating and panting, I was so scared and confused at the same time because I remember my dream clearly.

Starting that day that dream always repeat every night and leaving me sweating and panting every time I wake up.

That happen for almost a month and stop when the new school year started.