The Three Black Men On The Roof

I don't know how to start this but I know this site since 2015. I just reading stories here and this is the first time I'm going to post my own story. I have learned that there are two possible way to have a natural "third eye". First is if this is a gift to you since birth and second, if you could experience a near-to-death situation.

My family on my mother side have this ability but I have encountered a near-to-death experience when I was a 2 years old. I accidentally stub my left eye of the antennae of our television way back 1989 (you know TV on that year. It was a box with two metal stick behind as the antennae). So my paranormal experiences started when I was a small kid.

I don't know exactly what happen but my family told me the story.

In our old house at Marikina City, Philippines, we have 2 sets of double deck in our room. One is for my sisters and the other one is for me and my brother. We are six siblings in the family, 4 girls and 2 boys. The double deck we used by my brother was located in a wall with a window. That window is near the top bed of the double deck so if you going to sleep on top, you can open that window to ventilate your self. If the window is open, you will see outside the backyard of our house and the house of our neighbor with a Kamias tree in middle of their yard and ours.

Here's the story, one night they tried me to sleep on the top portion of the double deck with my brother. I am 3 or 4 years old on that time. I laid beside the wall with the window and my brother is on the other side. They don't know what happen but I accidentally opened the window. I woke up and tried to closed again the window but I accidentally turn my sight outside. I saw these three men standing on the roof of our neighbor wearing long black dress. Their arms stretch side ways like a cross and they staring at me. When I saw it, I quickly close the window and put my pillow on the window to avoid of opening.

After that incident I suffered from illness and I always telling them about what I saw. They didn't tell me how I get well but they always asking me about the three black men. Well, I don't know the answer because I'm just a kid back then.

I will tell you the story about our old house in Marikina on my next post and my other ghost stories.

Thanks for reading.