Here's how the story goes:
I was at our other house with my nephew Jordan. This house is situated in what we Filipinos would call a "barrio" which basically means a very serene, rural area with fresh air, minimal noise and all those stuff that would entice older people to buy a property and build their retirement haven. LOL! (This is what my parents exactly did)
I do not stay/sleep here because it's just too boring! No cable TV, no internet connection, no nothing! The only entertainment/fun I could think of is swimming in our pool, videoke singing, and watching TV with local channels (we also have a DVD player but all DVDs here are old school --- BeeGees, Tom Jones, and other old crappy artists' concerts). But it's fine with me. Anyway, I only stay here once or twice a week for a few hours.
So Jordan and I were inside one of the rooms. I call it the Green Room because obviously its green and its a communal room. LOL! Anyone of us siblings could use it. We were watching a local noontime show while I was trying to put him to sleep.
When he was starting to get sleepy, I carried him in my arms and we walked out of the room. I literally was shocked to see our dining room chandelier swinging. I turned around and thought it must have been just my imagination. So I turned again to see if it was really moving. It still is! And this time, the drop lights in our bar were swinging too! Holy mackerel! I rushed inside the room and was convinced that our house is haunted.
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