Wendy is a movie actress and at times, she also hosting some
TV programs. Because of her profession, she has to travel to many places; and
Wendy too has her fair share of her ghostly encounters both abroad and in the
country.
Once, Wendy was assigned to Ireland for a few days to do a
travelling documentary for a Hong Kong TV show. The filming team travelled to
Ireland and they were arranged to stay in an old Irish hotel by the sea. Each
of the crews was given a room and Wendy got a room on the second floor at the
end of the corridor facing the sea. It was mid-Summer and the scenery in
Ireland was fantastic.
First few days went passed smoothly and the filming progress
was excellent. The shooting completed one day ahead of the schedule. Upon
completion of filming, the happiest of course, was Wendy herself and another
actress Katherine. For the ending of filming means the beginning work for other
filming and editing crews. As they were busying reviewing the videos, the two
ladies were doing shopping and sightseeing for the entire day.
After a day’s rigorous shopping activities, Wendy and
Katherine returned to their separate rooms for the night. They must get up
early to catch the morning flight back to Hong Kong the next day.
In the middle of the night, Wendy couldn’t really sleep
soundly because her mind was still active with her day time activity. As she
was thinking in her bed, she suddenly heard a high pitched noise which sounded
like ‘vinnn…’ and almost immediately she found that she couldn’t open her eyes
or her body and a force seemed to press on her chest making she hard to
breathe.
At this point, Wendy knew that she was suffering ‘hag-ride’
and she started to murmur whatever words that came across her mind: “I am sorry
for disturbing. I will leave tomorrow. Forgive me for intruding your place…
help me Buddha, help me Jesus Christ…”
However, all those chanting didn’t help. As now Wendy felt a
cold and sticky tongue sort of stuff starting to force into her mouth. Then
Wendy somehow thought of what I had told her: “If you see ghost, then say that ‘I
AM A GHOST, WE ARE ALL GHOSTS!’
So at the last resort, Wendy started to say: “I AM A GHOST,
YOU ARE A GHOST; WE ARE ALL GHOSTS!!”
Surprisingly, Wendy heard a loud cry: “Yaaak! I hate ghost!”
And almost immediately, Wendy could now open her eyes and
there she saw a male like transparent creature with a pair of bat-like wings
rose from her body and flew out from her room window.
Wendy didn’t tell anyone about her strange experience, after
all; no one would believe her anyway. She finally rang me up to tell me her
story because I was the one who taught her the super mantra…
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