Here are my notes via the “Memo” app of my cellphone:
12/16/2011 19:18pm. Maw told a story about how her younger brother, Mauricio, was taken by the Japanese. He was finished in the fields when they left to hide up in the mountains. Maw didn’t know him. Her mom lost a child. The family had to focus on the remaining children and struggled to stay alive during World War II.
12/16/2011 17:15pm. Recently and after scaring myself by watching YouTube videos of jinns, I would get goose flesh near the altar upstairs. There are two statues — Virgin Mary looking upward and the Santo Nino looking at me! (Earlier today — 12/18/2011 — Maw told me that Belinda, the next door neighbor, admitted to being scared of dolls. She may have inherited the insanity of her mother, the divorced nutter. But I am suspecting the doll collections may be possessed, just like the statue upstairs. Eeek!)
12/16/2011 12:45. A car’s dashboard showed 363.3 (speedometer) at 12:44pm.
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