A few years ago, my parents bought this hot springs resort in Laguna. It was beautiful. The caretaker who used to live there would tell my parents that sometimes they would hear footsteps or laughter inside the house. It had 3 bedrooms. Two living rooms and 3 bathrooms. One room leading to the bathroom and the living room. It was my parents dream house. To us, my siblings and I, our summer vacation place to hang out with family and friends. My family and I would spend our weekends there sometimes bringing our friends over. Sometimes my parents would rent it out during summer for guests or visitors.
Two months after buying the place, my mom died. Died in her sleep and never woke up. It was our maid who found her and my dad who couldn't revive her. I could just imagine the agony that he had to go through. After that our resort was boarded up; closed for a year. No one was allowed to rent the place and we stopped going there. Instead we spent going to the cemetery every Sunday.
After a year, we went back to the resort. My dad and sister has decided to build another house inside the resort with dorm like rooms so that people can rent it for a day or so. One Sunday afternoon, my dad and siblings and I went back to the resort. It was burning hot that day. I was sweating and all. My brother went upstairs to get something in our room when I heard him screaming. I rushed upstairs. I noticed that the room was very hot since the rooms were all boarded up. I saw my brother in the corner of the room and he looked so pale and confused. I said what is wrong with you? And he was whispering, "can you feel it?" and I said, "what"? And he said, "it's so cold. It's so cold". And he started panicking and when I finally got to his corner. I felt it right there and then and it was shockingly cold. One minute the room was hot and another minute this corner where my brother and I stood was shockingly cold. I remembered praying our father immediately and told whoever was in that corner to leave us alone. I felt the coldness seeping through our bodies and I was so scared. I had goosebumps and I was shaking so hard. I told my brother to pray our father and we were both praying out loud. I remembered this entity started to choke us. I felt it on my neck and I remembered looking at my brother who was scared sh*tless and the next thing I knew we both started yelling for my sister... When my sister finally arrived, the room became hot again and the coldness disappeared. It was freaking weird. There were more stories like that... But I found this to be the strangest of them all since I felt this entity to be evil.