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dub.g · 10-14-2007, 05:55 PM

My mom used to be a manager at a bank back in the phillippines

she would bring me and my brother to work sometimes to play with other co workers' children..

now to give a heads up, my mom's bank was an old building, from the outside it had a very spanish design look to it,

there was an undergound parking lot, the main floor for the bank and an upstairs attic...

us kids would go up in the attic, which is the same floor size as the bank itself so it was pretty big and empty, other than one corner full of toys and a mini playground stuff and one room as a kitchen.. the lighting is also minimal at best, so even during the day, the entire attic isnt fully lit, so there is some dim light feel to it

.. usually when us kids are playing up there, there would be a 6 to 8 of us so we get pretty entertained.. its when several of us gets taken away for lunch break and only 2 or 3 kids left out that someone would notice some wierd anomaly things in that attic..

but it wasnt a big deal or anything, like we would just feel like someone is watching us or just wierd peripheral visions that we not too sure what we saw and stuff.. but nothing major..

one morning, my mom and me arrived to work earlier than usual.. so i was the only kid to go up in the attic.. i just remembered going up there to hang out and draw on the table, not too long, i heard someone singing in the kitchen room with the door closed, i thought it was just one of my mom's co workers....

its when i started getting goosebumps and reflex just made me run down the stairs crying...... i just remember bolting back to the main bank floor as quick as i can...

my mom and 2 other tellers that arrive early that morning were freaking out and wondering what was wrong with me and that time i couldnt really describe why i got scared all of a sudden.. but i just said to check out the kitchen room...

one of the tellers went up to the attic and the kitchen room to check it out and saw no one..

basically this was what i heard...the song had that distinct old tagalog/spanish song to it.. like something that came from the early 40s or 50s.. i just recognize what it was because my grandmother used to listen to old records just like it..
the voice just kept getting louder and louder through door but it wanst like someone was screaming...

even now, it still freaks me whenever i remember hearing that singing voice.....

but that bank has more stories... from all of us hearing someone walking around with shackles, furnitures being moved etc..

. ill save it for part 2, if i can tell the story decent and easy enough to read..

10-14-2007, 05:55 PM	#52
dub.g Rs has made me the man i am today! Join Date: Dec 2003 Location: Richmond Posts: 3,071 Thanked 1,132 Times in 237 Posts Failed 224 Times in 38 Posts	My mom used to be a manager at a bank back in the phillippines she would bring me and my brother to work sometimes to play with other co workers' children.. now to give a heads up, my mom's bank was an old building, from the outside it had a very spanish design look to it, there was an undergound parking lot, the main floor for the bank and an upstairs attic... us kids would go up in the attic, which is the same floor size as the bank itself so it was pretty big and empty, other than one corner full of toys and a mini playground stuff and one room as a kitchen.. the lighting is also minimal at best, so even during the day, the entire attic isnt fully lit, so there is some dim light feel to it .. usually when us kids are playing up there, there would be a 6 to 8 of us so we get pretty entertained.. its when several of us gets taken away for lunch break and only 2 or 3 kids left out that someone would notice some wierd anomaly things in that attic.. but it wasnt a big deal or anything, like we would just feel like someone is watching us or just wierd peripheral visions that we not too sure what we saw and stuff.. but nothing major.. one morning, my mom and me arrived to work earlier than usual.. so i was the only kid to go up in the attic.. i just remembered going up there to hang out and draw on the table, not too long, i heard someone singing in the kitchen room with the door closed, i thought it was just one of my mom's co workers.... its when i started getting goosebumps and reflex just made me run down the stairs crying...... i just remember bolting back to the main bank floor as quick as i can... my mom and 2 other tellers that arrive early that morning were freaking out and wondering what was wrong with me and that time i couldnt really describe why i got scared all of a sudden.. but i just said to check out the kitchen room... one of the tellers went up to the attic and the kitchen room to check it out and saw no one.. basically this was what i heard...the song had that distinct old tagalog/spanish song to it.. like something that came from the early 40s or 50s.. i just recognize what it was because my grandmother used to listen to old records just like it.. the voice just kept getting louder and louder through door but it wanst like someone was screaming... even now, it still freaks me whenever i remember hearing that singing voice..... but that bank has more stories... from all of us hearing someone walking around with shackles, furnitures being moved etc.. . ill save it for part 2, if i can tell the story decent and easy enough to read.. Last edited by dub.g; 10-14-2007 at 06:00 PM.