Mom's Doppelganger

Do you know what a doppelganger is? Its a ghostly counterpart of a living person. What will you feel if you see your own doppelganger right when you just opened your eyes? Will you be frightened? Distraught? Or nothing at all?

Rumors reminded me that when you've heard or seen someone's doppelganger, that person will not live longer than we'd expect. The person will die soon. Myths came in and symbolized someone's doppelganger as the person's astral drop signaling the person needs the help of those who've seen it.

Imagine if all these were true, what would you feel if you see one of your love one's doppelganger? Will you be scared and unprepared? Will you pray? Will you threaten the ghostly apparition to appear to you and fight it? Will you find contradictions of such filthy spell? Will you find somebody who could help you? Will you stand tall and disregard the truth? Or will you be prepared and spend most of the time with them?

Imagine what was my reaction when I learned about a doppelganger that pathetically resembled my dearest mother. You suppose I was so nervous and felt hopeless... but that's not even half of what I've felt that very day...

It was a typical Tuesday. It was March 6. My brother was in my room playing with the computer, my mom was playing with our dogs and I was reading the daily newspaper. Time passed and I was so passive since I was very sleepy because I had slept late that night before. I finally went inside the room and were careless of what's happening. I was focusing on when will my brother shut down the computer and then, I could sleep and snore.

As I was inside the house, I turned the TV on and hooked up for an hour or two. Finally, my brother went inside the room, so I suppose I could sleep now. Sadly, and because the hearts of men are easily tempted (Lord Of The Rings), I already had fun watching cartoons. I was even numb of everything that was happening that very night.

After sometime, I noticed there was silence all along. I looked if mom was still cuddling the dogs but to my surprise, she wasn't there anymore. So I shouted out to our helper, " Te, where's Mama "? She replied " Just there ". Confused, I ask my brother. He said " She's just there ". Thinking that I was probably drowsy and I just got things mixed up, I just let the issue slip.

After an hour or two, I was back to my usual reserved self and I really remembered that mom hadn't come inside the house yet. So I said " Mom's not here ". I looked outside to see if mom was there but I only saw the dogs lying fast asleep. So we argued for sometime and remembered that she was in the construction site with my dad. So I was right all along.

The next day, I was intrigued when our helper asked my mom if it was she cuddling the dogs that very night. Mom said it was her indeed. But our helper argued because she already saw my dad left and she had pretty well remembered that my parents were going together to the construction site. So why was my mom still cuddling the dogs when my dad had already left and was out of sight?

Also, they didn't see my mom leave with my dad but we had remembered that when they came home that very night, she wore a white shirt. But what they saw when my we supposed they had left was my mom wearing a spaghetti and a blue shorts and she was cuddling the dogs!!!

Now this is odd and peculiar. It has to be someone else. Mom joked that maybe it was her ghost. But as for me, it was no joke. I mean, who would want their moms to die? Being a fan of supernatural stuffs, I decided to wait for the apparition. I've read about ghosts and doppelgangers and I was very much afraid of those. But because they threatened my mom and of course us, I AM NOT AFRAID!

So, after school, I waited for darkness to fall and I kept looking at the window. For sometime, no ghostly resemblance appeared. Unsatisfied, I went out and stayed at the very spot. Still, nothing appeared. I was even prepared to face it and shout at it. I really want to fight that filthy ghost of my mom. Suddenly, I broke in tears. I had suddenly remembered that my mom was sick even before the ghost appeared.

I thought the rumors were true. I thought I was hopeless. I loaded my cellphone and called my mom if she was okay in the hopsital. Glad to hear her voice, I felt hope again. I was even more glad when they were finally home. We discussed about it and my brother nearly kicked me when he knew I hadn't told him a single detail.

I just realized that no matter what it was, whether it be a real doppelganger or just our imagination, we really should have a strong faith in God. Only he can stop these from happening. No matter how hard we fight back, if our faith is brittle, evil will dominate. So just pray, because there's nothing in this world that can surpass and even equal the power and mercy of God.