Creepy Ilonggo Tales: Possessed by Evil Spirits

Inspired by our first collection of (supposedly) real creepy stories from our readers, we collaborated with our friends from Creepy Ilonggo to run a series of tales submitted by their readers for the Halloween/Pista Minatay season.    

As such, please note that the content and media used in this post is from a story originally featured on the Creepy Ilonggo page that was lightly edited for clarity. We cannot claim to the veracity of the tale featured below.

Submitted by: ‘Anonymous’

To protect the privacy of the eyewitnesses, I took the liberty of changing their names.

The year was 2001. I was a student at a well-known school in Iloilo. I was participating in a school production during that time, so it was not uncommon to talk and befriend with schoolmates in our lower years.

During breaks from practice in the school’s auditorium, several of those lower-year students told us stories of how, at times, they felt they’re being watched while changing costumes, or how they felt cold air brushing against their skins despite the aircon having been switched off. There was also the case of a fire alarm ringing even when no one saw anyone touch the device.

It was between 7-to-8 in the evening while I was hanging backstage with my fellow actors Ryan, Aldo and Gerry when we heard someone scream, “Ara na sila!!! [They’re here!!!]” from the stage. To this day, I couldn’t be sure whether that was from either of our batchmates, Jessica or Rachel, who were with us.

We ran there to see some people dropping stiffly to the ground, their bodies shaking violently. I ran towards one of our junior schoolmates on the ground who happened to be closest to me. She was unconscious for a while, but she then woke and began to cry, like she was frightened of something. She then began to move her body forcefully. All along, she just stared at me, along with the other students who were trying to restrain and calm her down. She was quite small, and I think I was three times bigger than her. Despite that, I was surprised at how strong she was in trying to throw us off. We were afraid that we might dislocate her limbs while pinning her down.

Not long after, we were called by the director to bring the “possessed” student to the chapel where a priest was waiting. We arrived there with much difficulty, and then we saw three other students who were also “possessed” and was already being prayed over by that priest. They were crying and screaming. “Palayo kamo sa akon!” “Tama na!” “Wala ako sala sa inyo!” [Get away from me! Stop it! I didn’t do anything to you all!]

When the priest marked their foreheads with holy water, all four screamed a deep, throaty growl. If anything, the holy water made them even stronger and struggle more viciously than before. After the priest finished praying, the struggling finally stopped, and each student hugged the person closest to them and cried.

After the ritual, it was then I observed that there were about five other students who were “possessed”. When asked what they remembered before their incident, they said they saw people dressed in white entering the auditorium while they were practicing. They can’t remember a thing beyond that, and they were just surprised and afraid to have woken up inside the chapel with multiple people holding them down.

Days after the “possession”, stories then came out that the auditorium was a burial site from times long past. But as any other story like it, we saw no proof of it being true.