I swear my grandmother, our Apo Balo (Lola Mamang) could teleport while in her sleep. Two times in my life, I have seen her floating or walking very lightly across the room....at night....room very dimly lit....with me slightly awake....and I knew for a fact she was not even sleeping in the house that night...
One time in the early 70's, I was asleep in my bedroom with my brother (we had separate twin beds). I woke up in the middle of the night. I either heard a rustling or movement in my peripheral vision. Anyhow, I turned my eyes and tried to focus. I barely saw my grandmother leave my bedroom, yet, I did not hear the door close. did she go through the door????? She's not that tall. Was she floating??? I woke up the next morning and told my mom that I saw Lola walking through our bedroom last night. My Mom told me that she wasn't even home last night, that she was staying at my uncle's home (2 blocks away). Hmmmm....
I was in the Navy. In roughly 1983, while stationed at Mare Island Naval Shipyard at the Technical Schools Command (no longer there now) as a Navy Instructor, I woke up one morning to get ready to go to work. It was still dark down stairs. I had my white navy pants on, with socks and going down the stairs. I didn't bother turning the lights on before going down. I was half way down, when I noticed a movement just inside of the window of the living room. When I focused on it, the apparition went out through the window (floating). I recognised my grand mother!!! I thought, she's supposed to be in the Philippines!!!! Did she just die and now showing herself to me for the last time (or something supernatural like that)???
For some reason, I was more intrigued than scared and I lost my balance and tripped down the last 4 steps, creating a rucus of noise, etc. I got up. I opened the door. By this time I did feel scared. The door swung open and I swear a cloud of my grandmother waving back at me lifted upward and beyond the swing set that was in front of our housing unit where we lived. By now, I was really SCARED. I rushed back upstairs where there was light, went back to our bedroom, found my wife had awaken from the noise of my falling down, told her what apparently happened, and asked her to accompany me down stairs. I WAS TOTALLY SCARED now. I did not let her go back up to sleep until after I left the house for work and the morning light has come around. When I got back home that afternoon, my wife still had all the lights on. I evidently scared her too.
I called the Philippines two days later, and found out she slipped in the bathroom and broke her hip, and that she almost died in her sleep for a while two days before my call and then she got better just the day before I called. She actually passed away eleven years later at age 97, but she hasn't visited me again since that 1983 incident.
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