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	<title>Comments on: THE BAGUIO I REMEMBER (continued)</title>
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		<title>By: Raoul Chee Kee</title>
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		<description>omg mirador
this was where i stayed several yrs ago with my parents
we stayed in adjacent rooms and then in the middle of the night, i couldn't move my arms and legs
i couldn't even open my eyes fully
it was like there was this force embracing me
when i finally "freed" myself, I knocked on my parents' wall and told them i wanted to transfer rooms (the walls between the rooms were really thin)
so i dragged my mattress to their room and tried to sleep on the cold floor
i knew something else was going to happen before dawn and true enough, something did
i felt shivers seconds before a dog moaned under our window.
my mom, thinking it was me having a bangungot, leapt across my dad because she was determined to wake me up
(it's been said that people can die because of bangungot although the term used is acute pancreatitis)
needless to say, none of us got much sleep that night</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>omg mirador<br />
this was where i stayed several yrs ago with my parents<br />
we stayed in adjacent rooms and then in the middle of the night, i couldn&#8217;t move my arms and legs<br />
i couldn&#8217;t even open my eyes fully<br />
it was like there was this force embracing me<br />
when i finally &#8220;freed&#8221; myself, I knocked on my parents&#8217; wall and told them i wanted to transfer rooms (the walls between the rooms were really thin)<br />
so i dragged my mattress to their room and tried to sleep on the cold floor<br />
i knew something else was going to happen before dawn and true enough, something did<br />
i felt shivers seconds before a dog moaned under our window.<br />
my mom, thinking it was me having a bangungot, leapt across my dad because she was determined to wake me up<br />
(it&#8217;s been said that people can die because of bangungot although the term used is acute pancreatitis)<br />
needless to say, none of us got much sleep that night</p>
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