Ghanaian Ghouls

Myra and I are the latest additions to the staff house. We have a common friend so you'd see us talking a lot and we ended up being taxi-mates, riding to & from work at the same time to share taxi fares.

Last night we went home later than usual an the ride home was uneventful. soon as we got home, we saw that the dining room was dark. Seems that everyone who went home early retired early & those who stayed are still at work or went out for dinner elsewhere. I wasn't hungry but Myra still wanted to eat. She asked me to hang out with her while she ate and I said I'll just change into my slippers cos I needed for my feet to breathe.

I went to my room and took my time cos I knew she'd still be getting her food ready. Soon as I was done I went back to the dining room. Myra looked pale when I walked in and she was sitting down. She looked at me then moved her eyes to a drinking glass in the middle of the dining table and told me that it wasn't there while she was preparing food. I could feel goose bumps from my legs up to my arms. In the short time that she had her back turned to get her food from the stove to the time she sat down to eat and probably seconds before I walked in the door, that drinking glass appeared on the table from out of nowhere. There's a stack of unused glasses somewhere on the kitchen counter and Myra swore that there was only one glass there earlier. This was the one she used to fill with water and which was on the table already. This other glass was clean, appeared to be unused and I could've sworn that when we got in the kitchen right after getting home, was not there.

Of course all manner of rationalization happened afterwards. It was a long time before anyone else actually walked into the kitchen to see us. I felt relieved when Arbee got there, but then he came scampering back to his room soon as he found out our story. Myra texted another housemate to please come home already cos we wanted to tell her all about it. Myra set her phone down on the table and we talked some more about supernatural phenomena and how it kind of played up in our lives. While we were talking, her phone suddenly tipped over, while I was nervously drumming my fingers on the table. She asked me how could that have happened. I said, simple, then started drumming my fingers on the table again. It didn't tip over. And dammit I tried shaking the table real hard but the phone wouldn't tip over the way it did just about a minute ago.

That's when we were creeped out the most. A few minutes later, the people who left the office late got home. Myra told them our story and they were smiling right after hearing it. Then Liana said "Akwabe!" (Welcom to Ghana!). Fuck it. They've been experiencing a lot of creepy stuff in the house all this time. However, they did say that this was the most blatant display of ghoulishness that our house guest has ever made. More stories were shared and Liana and Myra went back to their rooms. Kathy was the most sensitive to feeling any supernatural presence. She's given some tips on how to ward them off or at least keep them at bay. Suddenly she said, everyone go back to their rooms. She said that "it" was back there in the kitchen with us. That was it!!! I went back to my room, feeling creeped out more than ever. I had a hard time getting cleaned up but I had to cos I was so tired and sleepy. I put on some music using my laptop and left it on for the rest of the night.

It wasn't comforting to think that earlier that morning I had a bangungot. I tried to get back to sleep around 5:45 AM having woken up at 4:00 earlier. The sun was starting to shine so I put a hanky over my eyes to keep out the light. By the time I felt like getting up already, I tried to get the hanky out of my eyes. It felt like it was still there. I tried taking of using my left hand. It felt like it was still there cos I could only see darkness. Just like in the movies I tried taking it off and it felt like I wasn't running out of hankies covering my eyes. Right about then I felt something rest on my left arm and I felt like I was floating and that I was being pushed THROUGH the wall. I started praying and it took several prayers for me to wake up. While I was praying I could feel that this presence was kind of laughing at me. UGH.

So much for getting enough sleep.