It’s around 9:30 pm and I was left alone in our kitchen as I was surfing the internet through my laptop because my mother and my two brothers already went to their room which is located on the second floor of our house. The maids are also asleep already so I was alone at the kitchen chatting with my boyfriend, scrolling through facebook and twitter and such (I'm not yet engaged to any online job that time). While i was busy surfing the net, I heard some noises coming from the sala but I can’t see it because of the walls. And so I ignored it.

After a while, I heard that someone’s typing on the computer keyboard! We have a computer located at the sala which is used for our group projects and the likes. Upon hearing it, I immediately roam my eyes to search for our cat only to find the cat resting on a stool near me. All of my blood goes to my head upon realizing that no one is in the sala! And I kept silent for a while only to hear the typing of the keyboard getting louder!

Aside from that, I can also hear home keys which are like being played. And that’s it! I can’t take it anymore. Being the little miss coward girl, I ran upstairs as fast as I could, leaving my laptop there and the lights all on and when I reached the second floor, I could almost hear my heart beating so fast. I found my mother at the front of the computer chatting with my father and I told her what had happened to me. He asked my younger brother to accompany me downstairs to get all my things that’s left there and while we’re going down, I could see the dim corridor going to the sala. It really gave me goose bumps! Gaaah! That night, I slept with my mother in her room and also for the next consecutive nights. Up until now, I’m still afraid of the dark. No wonder why.

 

This happened a year ago and is a true story.