On Horror Stories and Traffic Jams

Well, I was caught in traffic today as I was on my way home.
My other co-teachers were with me and we were so bored that we started to share some stories about our lives.
Suddenly, I opened up that weird thing that happened to us last Tuesday. We were in the fifth floor when suddenly the door of that room opened. Our boss actually closed it and maybe, he closed it carefully. Then all of a sudden, it opened again. I thought it was only the wind so I gave it the benefit of the doubt. Still, my co-teacher told me that the knob actually clicked and opened by itself. I was feeling a bit scared already but maintained my skeptic stand. After an hour or so, our other co-teachers went down so it was only the three of us. Our other boss and my friend. We were talking and minutes already passed by when suddenly the door opened by itself again and I actually heard it clicked. I was already let's say, 85% scared and believing it but the other 15% wanted to really be sure. So I went to the door, closed and opened it. Just to test maybe it was only the wind or they just loosely closed it. But seeing the condition of the door and actually closing it, I was able to prove that it was not the wind neither loosely closed. It was really "something" and there was really "something."
It was indeed creepy because for one, it was my first time to experience that. Yes, I have been hearing stories and they really scared the wits out of me but those tales were forgettable as compared to this one. I actually heard it and almost saw it.
Now, what about the traffic? Yes, going back to that traffic on my way today which is by the way an everyday "normal" happening here in Cavite, because of boredom and nothing interesting to talk about to while away time, I started telling them my eccentric tale and that was the start of another creepy, storytelling session. They also shared their own experiences and man, they even had hair raising stories. I do not want to share here anymore but to conclude these horrific stuffs, that place is really an eery and creepy place. Bad spirits do lurk around so it needs serious prayers.
Because of that traffic, that place became a scarier place for me than ever before. Figuratively and literally. But I do not want to talk about them anymore. The devils might think they are that important for us to talk about them most of the time. In my case, I just need to let this out for I cannot seem to get over that terrible experience so I am writing about it now. Later on, I will be over this.Hehehe