I looked proudly at my newly purchased loafers. It's a heeled loafers, and I really liked it. I saw it on an online shopping platform, and it's on sale, so I gladly took the bait! I purchased it without really having a thorough check on the reviews.
It arrived unexpectedly while I'm still at the first day of our shooting for a school performance task. I'm the scriptwriter, so I was really needed there because I need to help them whenever they needed to do revisions with the lines.
I picked up my backpack and scanned myself for quite some time. I looked at myself on the mirror and turned around until I'm completely satisfied.
"Ma, I'm going now!", I called my mother.
She's in my aunt's house, and it's pretty much across ours, so we somehow shouted whenever we're talking in distance.
"Do you already have the fare?", she shouted back.
I rummaged my backpack and I fished out my purse. I opened it and smiled.
"Yes, Ma!", I answered.
"Okay, take care. Don't be out too late, and don't go somewhere else after your shooting."
"Yes, Ma... Understood," I assured her.
"Bye then! Don't forget to eat your lunch! And your meds, don't forget to take them."
"Yes, Ma. Take care also, and yes, I will not forget about my meds! Byeeee!", I said while waving at her.
I locked the door and closed it gently. I gaze upwards, and sighed. The sun immediately beams at me, and of 'course I beam back at it.
'Ohh... It's gonna be a nice day with my new loafers!'
Or so I thought.
The whole day passes without much delay during the shooting process. They're already speeding up the scenes that will be taken here in this old house because somehow they insist that they felt something eerie from it.
I'm not really a hundred percent believer in paranormal stuff, but I do have a fair share of unusual experiences with supernaturals. However, I choose not to dwell on that because that will only instill fear in me, and that will consequently ruin my experience here.
It's almost 5:00 p.m. when we finish our shooting near the abandoned pool. I stayed for a while near the shade of the small bougainvillea in the playground. There are still some of my classmates lingering near the pool—some of them exploring the ruined greenhouse while most of them posing near the brightly colored bougainvillea that thrived near the pool area.
"Hey Gette, can you take a picture of us?", a voice called.
I whirled around and saw it's Elym. I smiled and nodded. She handed me her cellphone, and I immediately looked for a nice angle to capture them.
"Okay—wait, could you move a little bit there? It's against the light, and I don't want to make you look dark...", I instructed while adjusting the camera.
"Here?"
"No... There.. Move a bit to your right... Yes, that's it. Perfect!"
"Now—on the count of three, two, one—smileeee!", I exclaimed as I clicked the camera button instantaneously.
"Good, here—kindly choose the best shots. I'm not really good at taking photos, so pardon me, my ladies," I joked as I handed Elym her phone.
She laughed. "Oh please, Gette, don't act like that! Anyway, we'll be going back to the mansion. Aren't you heeding back now?"
"I'll stay here for a bit because I wanna relax here... You see, it's been crowded here earlier, and now I can enjoy it to myself!"
"Okay! See you then!"
"See you there, Elym! You too, Cate!"
They waved at me as they heeded back the doorway of the mansion.
I then proceeded to the monkey bars to hang out for a while. I was humming my favorite song and was just dangling from the monkey bars when I felt somebody push me.
I chuckled because I thought it was just my classmates who were pushing me.
"Hey you skanks! Cut it out. I'm relaxing here," I said as I tried to peer over my shoulders to see who it was.
But before I could turn my head, my body swung, but this time it's much stronger.
"Hey! Hey! Cut it out! This isn't fun anymore!", I shouted. My body continued swinging due to a strong force that kept on pushing me.
I continued pleading for it to stop. I know it's definitely one of my height-deficient classmates because I could easily see who was pushing me if he or she is tall.
I continued swinging until my knee bumped the hard metal of the semi-circle monkey bars. That's where I loosened my grip from the monkey bars. I tried landing safely, but unfortunately my loafers gave in to my weight.
I yelped in pain as my ankle buckled. I landed butt first on the ground, and for a few seconds I sat dazely, but the moment I snapped out, my anger immediately swelled. I turned around to see who the skank pushed me, but my anger was soon replaced with confusion.
'I'm alone here...'
I slowly stood up and saw all of my classmates were on the front doorway. They're all busy packing their stuff. I whirled around and saw the gate of the pool locked from outside.
'So it's just me all this time?'
A chill ran over my spine, then I remembered the rumors from the residents near that mansion.
"It's a beautiful house, so why did the owner abandon it? I mean, it's such a waste! Why would you spend millions for renovations just to abandon it, right?", my classmate asked curiously.
The woman looked at the mansion pensively, then answered, "There's no such thing as a perfect mansion as roses without thorns because it is said that that house is a cursed one. Owner after owner would abandon it because misfortunes would befall on them and their family. The latest owner lost her husband and her children got sick, so she just left that house and went to another place."
"Is that really true?"
The other woman sighed and shook her head. "Well, no one knows... But would you abandon a beautiful mansion if it isn't cursed?"
'Cursed?'
My confusion gradually disappeared, and later on it was replaced with fear. Without hesitation, I stood up and ran towards the mansion. When I arrived, I calmed myself because if they knew what happened to me, they'd panicked too. I uttered a prayer silently to calm my senses.
To distract myself, I arranged my stuff, and that's where I noticed a slight pain from my ankle. I looked at my new loafers and frowned.
Its heels almost came off, and I was really disappointed in how it turned out. For the remaining time in that mansion, I just browsed my phone to divert my attention from that incident. But I could resist the temptation to check it out for the last time.
I looked at the monkey bars and saw my classmates nonchalantly sitting there. I'm glad that they didn't know what happened to me there, because if they knew, they wouldn't be sitting there carelessly. They too would have experienced the fear that I experienced.
When it's almost time to leave the mansion, I took some pictures of it. The mansion looks so beautiful and dreamy from afar, and to be honest, you couldn't guess anything unusual from it. But like the beautiful loafers that came into ruin that day, it changed into something uncomfortable.
As the last ray of light disappeared into the horizon, I looked back at it.
Gone were the dreamy mansion facade, and now devoid of light, it stands forbidding. Waiting and biding for the next owner to come.
And indeed, behind its mysterious beauty hides a pricking truth.
NOTE:
The pictures that didn't have a source were taken by yours truly, ridgette.
Awwn, I'd be so mad at that ghost for ruining my new loafers. I'll yell at nothing and try to fight it.😞
I was really disappointed on how the loafers were not that durable as it seemed, but I somehow managed to fix it with super glue... So all is well. I just need to be careful when purchasing online because I'm really guilty of getting swayed easily with visuals (just as I get easily swayed with my anime husbandos visuals ahahha). Anyway, lesson learned: Be more careful in unfamiliar places because we never knew when we'll overstep the boundaries we didn't need to.
Btw, thanks for stopping by @omokhafue!
Haha,I feel you...I feel you.i get swayed by all the pretty fictional people. I'm easy like that😂.
Lesson learnt. Although I don't leave my house/dorm aside from going to class or getting something to eat or church 😂😭. I live a terribly boring life,I doubt something like that can happen to me;)
I'm also pretty much like that (home and school person), but the grades call, so I have no choice but to accompany them as all of us were kinda obliged to come to that house... At first, I didn't want to really go because my duty was done (I already gave them the script), but they insisted that I'm needed there, so I have no choice, or else they'll report and diss me to our instructor.
WHAT!
That was creepy as hell. I would have immediately left the monkey bar and walked home.
Your style of writing is beautiful by the way.
That experience was something that really creeped me out way back then, and looking back at it now, I can just laugh at how clueless I was at that time. I really thought it was just my classmates messing around with me, but it turns out to be someone else... Anyway, thanks for the flattering words. I'm really happy that someone appreciated my writing style. Thanks as well for stopping by, @zerah!
Thanks...I really appreciate it.
It was a really creepy experience, it was probably a ghost that wanted to hurt you, that's really scary. Houses with strange activities abound everywhere, their walls hiding stories of curse and tragedy. I really enjoyed reading this paranormal experience.
Thanks for sharing your experience with us.
Excellent day.
Each house does have stories behind it, and most of the abandoned ones have the tragic and sad stories. It's really a creepy experience, and honestly, it wasn't only me who had experienced strange things in that house. Thankfully, we got out safely from it.
You're welcome, @rinconpoetico7! It's really a pleasure to share this stuff with others because it's kind of my way of releasing that negative feelings that I got from that time... Btw, thanks for stopping by, and have a great day as well!
The experience was very creepy. That kind of house can scare the hell out of someone. What could be responsible for the push? Most probably some unseen forces.
Probably a kid who didn't want to share his/her playground stuff with visitors. Maybe he/she got confident yo scare me because I'm just alone that time... but nevertheless, I learned my lesson to be careful in unfamiliar places—especially with the abandoned ones. Thanks for stopping by, @lightpen! I really appreciate the comment.