In the moment between light and dark, submitted by Rinal.

Hi Edia Nick.

When I was a kid, I attracted or ended up attached to paranormal entities easily.

I grew up in the Philippines.

My family lived in an old two-story house that my grandparents used to own.

They even passed away in the house.

Unfortunately, that wasn't the only death in the house. A helper killed himself there

also. My uncle was also murdered, but not in the house.

This all happened before I was born.

My family and I only lived in the first floor of the house because the second floor was all wood and too weak to even be stepped on.

Many strange things happened in that house. Anytime I

had classmates over they would mention that our house felt haunted and I felt the

same way. When I was 11 years old, I had one of my first paranormal experiences.

One night I had woken up to go use the restroom.

It was cold, rainy, and windy that night.

And if that wasn't spooky enough, the light in the bathroom

wasn't working, so I had to use a candle to light my way around. I do my business. When I was

getting ready to leave the bathroom, a cold wind blew in.

It was about to blow out the candle, so I decided to blow it out first. The split second

between my breath blowing out the candle, I saw a woman hiding beside the door and the wall.

She had really black short hair hanging in front of her face. At first she was just facing

forward, not at me. Then she leaned her head a little to look at me. That was the exact moment my breath

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