This is Real Ghost Stories Online.

Can you ever have a situation where you make peace with whatever is haunting the house?

And make peace so far to the extent that all of the torment and all of the scaring that you went through,

you can forgive because you actually end up becoming friends with this spirit.

The spirit actually goes quite out of their way to eventually save the day in quite an

amazing way.

That's what happens in our next story.

Take a listen. The

The When I was three, we moved into our new house. I'm 27 now. It wasn't an old house. A subdivision was new. Every single house was

newly built. Each looked the same as with any low-cost housing places here in the Philippines.

But at the time, only three families lived on our street. The other house is empty. The first scare

that I had was when I was six.

It was night time and I was singing with my face plastered to the window, glass,

like to make faces on the glass with my cousin laughing at me.

Well, she was sitting on my right side.

They were in the middle of our

playing until this impossibly pale white hand stained with wet soil and patches of green

like moss growing on the rock, grabbed at one of the metal bars on the window. We added those

for protection against burglars. Instinctively, I pushed myself away from the window but kept staring at the

hand, slowly inching away from the window without taking my eyes off it. In my peripheral vision,

my cousin was frozen in place, clutching at a rainbow-britted doll, or was it little twin stars? I can't

really remember. When it finally let go of the railing, my cousin and I

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