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I turned around...but there was no one except for the dried leaves scattered all over the place. My feet brought me to the end of the street where my friends were chatting indistinctively.
"Pssst! Gusto mo?". A ghastly deep voice coming from behind the Acacia tree 5 meters away.
It seemed that my friends didn't hear the voice because they were still busy debating who was more popular the Superstar, Nora Aunor or the Star for all Seasons, Vilma Santos. I just couldn't relate to what they were saying but I couldn't help smiling because of how they comically narrated every single detail of their experience during the so-called 'excursions'.
Despite the fun, half of my brain was busy thinking whose voice was it I heard a while back. And various thoughts of a ghost in the tree, a 'call boy' waiting for a victim or just a 'PLU' itching for a one night stand crossed my libidinous but anxious mind.
The place was not popular for ghost nor guy hunting. None that I heard of since the first time I visited back in 2005. But there was something or someone that night...I heard it!
While we were treading our way back to a friend's house, I couldn't keep my eyes off the acacia tree.
"Hoy! Masasagasaan ka sa ginagawa mong yan?" Metang interrupted.
"May narinig ka ba kaninang sumisitsit sa atin?" I asked.
"Ganyan ang tama talaga ng lambey...lalo na pag iced tea ang chaser. Hihihi". laughing out loud, leaving me behind.
For the nth time, I glanced at the tree which was surrounded by bushes swaying to the cool breeze air. Then suddenly, a shadow started to crawl out of the dark.
"OMG"...I screamed.
(to be continued...) Part 2 (here)
It seemed that my friends didn't hear the voice because they were still busy debating who was more popular the Superstar, Nora Aunor or the Star for all Seasons, Vilma Santos. I just couldn't relate to what they were saying but I couldn't help smiling because of how they comically narrated every single detail of their experience during the so-called 'excursions'.
Despite the fun, half of my brain was busy thinking whose voice was it I heard a while back. And various thoughts of a ghost in the tree, a 'call boy' waiting for a victim or just a 'PLU' itching for a one night stand crossed my libidinous but anxious mind.
The place was not popular for ghost nor guy hunting. None that I heard of since the first time I visited back in 2005. But there was something or someone that night...I heard it!
While we were treading our way back to a friend's house, I couldn't keep my eyes off the acacia tree.
"Hoy! Masasagasaan ka sa ginagawa mong yan?" Metang interrupted.
"May narinig ka ba kaninang sumisitsit sa atin?" I asked.
"Ganyan ang tama talaga ng lambey...lalo na pag iced tea ang chaser. Hihihi". laughing out loud, leaving me behind.
For the nth time, I glanced at the tree which was surrounded by bushes swaying to the cool breeze air. Then suddenly, a shadow started to crawl out of the dark.
"OMG"...I screamed.
(to be continued...) Part 2 (here)
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