When I was in college, my parents decided to move to a new house in Quezon City. The house my parents wanted to move in was a townhouse located inside a compound. The house looked decent enough to live in, but when I first saw it, I couldn't help but feel that there was something wrong with it.
When we moved in, I was able to speak with one of the old tenants in the compound, I asked him if there was anything strange going on in the area. The man mentioned that a lot of people have seen a white lady walking around the compound late at night. Nobody knows when she started appearing but as far as anyone can remember, she has always been spotted there.
I spent a few nights waiting outside our house wanting to see if this was true, but nothing happened, I asked my neighbor if the stories were true, all he could tell me was that there hasn't been a sighting for weeks, nobody sees her anymore. Eventually I forgot about the stories.
A few months later, strange things started to happen inside our house. Water faucets would turn off by themselves, lights would either turn on or off and the dogs would often jump around as if playing with an invisible friend. One time my mom got so angry with me for coming home late that stormed inside my room and started reprimanding me. As my mom was lecturing me about being responsible and stuff, the TV and the radio suddenly turned on and started switching channels rapidly. My mom just gave me a weird look and left my room immediately.
One evening a friend of mine went over to visit, since I always come home late, my mom allowed him to go wait for me inside my room. While he was laying in my bed browsing through one of my books, he saw the distinct figure of a woman sitting inside one of my large cabinets staring at him. My friend ran out of the house without saying goodbye to my parents. He only told me about the incident two days later when I invited him for a sleep over.
The ghost never really bothered us that much so we just let her be. Needless to say, every visitor that we had only came by once. None of them wanted to return to the house after spending time there. A lot of them told us that they would often hear a woman whispering in their ears, but they couldn't understand what the voice was saying.
When It came time for us to move to a different place, the house, which was usually pleasant, gave off an air of sadness. During our last night in the house, I was putting my things into some boxes when I felt a gust of cold air brush beside me, when I looked at the door, I saw a pretty young woman smiling at me. She disappeared as soon as she came. I smiled and thought that maybe she just wanted to say goodbye.
Last I heard she was walking the compound grounds again. She may be waiting for another family to move in with again.