Chapter 10: The Apartment (Part 1)

I’m not a psychic or what you would call a Paranormal Expert (although I would want to be like them someday… hahaha). And I don’t know when it started happening, but even now, whenever I see, feel, or hear any kind of ghost or lost soul, I still get scared.

I just want to share this story… A true to life story.

January 2011:

Me and my classmates were ragged, stressed, tired, and busy, since the day of our defense for our Product Presentation was near. For that, it was required for us to rent out an apartment so that all of our plans will stay confidential.

We went through several streets, looking for one that suited us. Of course, it needed to be near our school, which is one of the top technical colleges/universities in the country, so that if there was an emergency meeting at the campus, we could get there quickly.

The apartment that we rented out was in an area near the train tracks in the city and it was lovely. It was quaint, and had only two floors. The interior looked bright, and the rooftop was even rented out to us as a bonus, so we could practice on it.

But despite its wonderful appearance, you wouldn’t think that it was shrouded in mystery.

It all started one night, in the middle of our brainstorming session. There were 36 of us there, and we all had our own assignments. Some of us made the print ads, and some of us worked on the Marketing Plan. I, along with the rest of my group, made sure that the copy of the ads that we were producing was in order.

I needed to pee, so I went to the bathroom to relieve myself. The bathroom was almost next to the stairs.

Actually, it was my first time to go to the bathroom in that apartment.

As soon as I got in the bathroom, I suddenly felt heavy. I couldn’t explain how, but I knew I felt unusual. But I needed to piss so badly I ignored it.

However, the longer I stayed in the bathroom, the more I felt I was somewhere too tight. I felt that the place was overcrowded, but the bathroom was spacious enough for just one person. I really felt like I was with a lot of other people inside.

Then the hairs on my body stood on end, so I rushed towards the door. I knew I didn’t lock the doorknob, but now it was locked!!

I was now nervous. I wanted to cry because of the fear I was feeling.

Then miraculously, the doorknob seemed to loosen and it turned. I immediately ran out of the door but stopped at the entrance.

Before I walked away, I took a good look at the interior of the bathroom. I knew then that I wasn’t the only one there. I knew that there wasn’t just one other “person” with me…