If anyone is wondering why I had to pause #UPVencounters and #scarystories it’s because it was starting to get real. I legit think I was calling whatever juju I was writing about and reliving some of these experiences takes a toll on the “dungan”. —
Some notable examples of weird stuff that went on around me:
- knocking on my door in the wee hours of the morning. I would look outside the window and no one was there. Gaming party mates even mentioned it one time — that they heard knocking. I had just checked at the time. —
- various banging and sounds of movement to the empty, unoccupied room next to mine. This one had been notorious for the room under it hearing tables and beds being moved when it was empty. Didn’t really feel it before but something was making its presence known. —
- strange noises at night. Scratching, someone trying to call my attention by saying “psst”, etc.
- on the dot, a stink bug would make its smells at midnight
- that one time a neighbor asked me if someone was in my room with me because they saw a shadow, during a time I was alone
I was also more susceptible to feeling weird vibes in lonely places and every time some thing came up, I would ignore.
It’s always been the advice. Even if it’s right in your face, something you can’t hide from. Just. Don’t acknowledge it.
They say it’s better this way. —
They say that if you pay it no mind, it won’t mind you.
But it never really works, does it?
I wonder if they minded— the things that I wrote about. Was it because I minded that they decided they would mind me?
Or did they see it as a challenge, a taunt, the dungan gauntlet—
thrown?
If that the case I broke a rule… because when it comes to otherworldly beings— when you taunt, you call.
The parts are written, though so it’s only a matter of time before I post them.
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I am back, everyone! Sorry for the long absence. I have not been well. A few things to recap while I was gone:
- these scary stories are told for fun, and to continue the legends of UPV —
- the campus really is actually very lovely and so is Miagao itself. 99% of the time, it’s the chillest, most loving town I have ever encountered. Don’t let these stories keep you from visiting or going here.
- There are, however, very real horrors caused by humans here. My —
stories are of the folklore related. Relax, read and if you are really curious, hunt.
- I have also been pointed to alot of tweets about it being related to mental health? Maybe. But with all due respect, I am not speaking as a psych major or mental health expert in these —
Our schools have always been known to be hallowed halls of learning, places where young minds and experienced academics come together to share learning.
With a school as large as UPV, our buildings can be—
far apart, usually situated amidst old trees, colleges that are disconnected from each other.
Many who have walked the hallowed halls of UPV know its parts well. SoTech used to greet you at the entrance, CAS is at the back, slowly being reclaimed by the trees, meanwhile, Fish—
sits atop a hill and lends itself access to the sea and the many laboratories down there via 100 steps.
On most days, the school is full of noise and laughter, however, there are whispers that echo down these hallowed halls of things that lurk in the dark, of beings that—
Before I begin to even begin to explain dungan, I would just like to again say thank you to everyone reading and retweeting my stories.
It has long been a tradition among —
Filipinos to pass down our folklore as stories, warnings or even just fairytales. They too, teach lessons in turn.
No matter your beliefs, I find that there is nothing wrong in trying to find magic in our world, and when we do, it at least makes it feel a bit more interesting.—
Scary, yes, but imagine having your own little experiences to share or tell— the surprise and wonder at what it could have been. The opportunities to form bonds over campfires and inumans during spooky season.
There is a lot wrong with the world, but we as Filipinos have a rich—
So far, we've only explored stories that occur mostly on UPV soil. For those of you who have tweeted about staying in the banwa, instead, I have some bad news for you.
Whatever magic falls--
over UPV, bleeds and courses through the veins of Miagao town itself. UPVnians aren't the only ones who have experienced scary things, after all. We're not the only ones who have places to avoid.
This next encounter happens in one of the houses we used to rent in the banwa.--
weird things that kept us up at night and on our toes. The house we rented before was large and old. It's style was that of an older Filipino home, with two floors and those sliding wooden windows.
We were actually subletting the house from a family. The agreement was that we --
It’s 2am and I am up, wanting so badly explain the rest of my creepy stories even outside of UPV so I will settle on some thoughts about folklore —
(not the Taylor Swift variety) instead.
Much of what we know of Filipino legends are what are commonly recognized across the whole country. We all know the word aswang, we all know the tikbalang, we all know the kapre, the tiyanak and the mananangal.
We forget, however, that —
just as we are separated by geography and language, folklore exists in microcosms that are unique to each region and island.
The reason why I have had to add cultural context to some of my threads come from the intent to convey them as seen from the uniquely Panayanon —
When I got the good news that I got into UPV, we immediately started to find a place for me to stay.
As a freshie, your most obvious choice would be a UPV Dorm and I so happened to end up—
in BK.
My mom’s friend who had also graduated from UPV wastes no time in telling me the following:
1) Don’t look at the old man if you see him from your room under the tree 2) Ignore the child running around in the hallways and don’t let them into your room. —
UP buildings are old, thus, with their age, their permanence invites things to inhabit them.
Students stay there temporarily, transitory until they graduate. Some things, however, arrive and tend to stay long after each batch that comes in leaves the campus.