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      <title><![CDATA[Possessed Teenager]]></title>
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      <description><![CDATA[This happened in Antipolo a long time ago when I was still at grade
school.&nbsp;Let&#146;s call this person Emilio.&nbsp;He was a happy-go-lucky,
effeminate teenager then, who loves wandering, playing in the fields
with friends.<br><br><script type="text/javascript"><!--
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</script>One night when he came home, his parents noticed he looked disturbed so
they asked what had happened. He would not answer their queries and
proceeded to their room to sleep.&nbsp;
During that night while they are all
asleep, they were suddenly awakened to his loud screaming.&nbsp;Emilio was
screaming in an eerie voice and language they could not understand.&nbsp;He
was lying on the mat twisting his neck to the side, arching his back
alternately pushing and pounding on the mat with his hands.&nbsp;His eyes
were closed; he was as if having a violent seizure.&nbsp;His parents
immediately called for help from their neighbors. He sat down; eyes
opened, with a frightening look, still speaking in a different
language, and eerie, high-pitched voice. He came up against a wall
pounding on it, jerking his body violently. <br><br><font style="font-weight: bold;" size="4"><span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;">"He sat down; eyes
opened, with a frightening look, still speaking in a different
language, and eerie, high-pitched voice. He came up against a wall
pounding on it, jerking his body violently"</span></font><br><br>Their neighbors came in
about three of them; they held him in his two arms and waist.&nbsp;They were
thrown away; one even fell down the floor.&nbsp;More people came in to hold
him, about six; he was inexplicably strong.&nbsp;He was spitting on them,
shouting on them.&nbsp;After awhile he calmed down and they were able to lay
him down.&nbsp;More outbursts that are violent happened through the night
until the morning.&nbsp;One of the neighbors actually jumped through the
window in one of his outbursts.&nbsp;He was a bit sleepy and got shocked by
Emilio&#146;s sudden outrage.&nbsp;His parents called-in an &#147;arbularyo&#148; (herbal
or folk doctor). The &#147;arbularyo&#148; was trying to cure Emilio but he
suddenly spitted on his face and punched him.&nbsp;This herbal doctor ran
away and another one came.&nbsp;A priest also came<br><br>He got well and shared to us that while he was unconscious; he dreamed
that a spirit living in the remote areas of the fields was talking to
him.&nbsp;The spirit was asking him to come and live with them in their
world. <br><br>Submitted by:<br>Marlon Canonizado<br>Philippines<br>]]></description>
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      <pubDate>Sat, 17 Nov 2007 00:22:00 -0100</pubDate>
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