u/Clumpofhairabove

Not what you're thinking with the title.

When I was younger (aged 7), I always heard a voice calling my grandma's name whenever we slept together. We lived in a small town — not far from the capital of the region — and have had no troubles since moving.

Though, around a year of living in it (just months after moving in), We heard a voice.

It was saying "Nanay, Nanay..", in a really creepy, whispery rough tone (yes I'm filipino).

We initially thought it was outside, since we had a window directly beside our bed.

But I kept hearing it from under the bed.

It never came back — but it still haunts me to this day.

I'm craving for stories.