This story is actually from my friend's experience.
It was late afternoon we have dance practice for our upcoming nightly program in our municipality.
Our school is once a cemetery because of the WW 2. And there so many stories about the school such as headless nun.
I can't see them but somehow I can feel them.
So here's the story.
My friend and I stay outside the room because its to hot and we just have our rest. In front of the room there is a soursop tree (Guyabano tree) and also a Balete tree on the left side.
My friend stared on the soursop tree and suddenly he went there at the back of the tree. It was weird, because it seems like he is talking to someone smaller than him. Then after 5 minutes he come back to where we are sitting. I asked him what's wrong. He just said nothing. I know my friend can see entities/ghost so as
Respect I just did not ask him again.
The next day he called me and that he has something to tell me.
He then confess that when he went to the soursop tree there was a kid making fun of him and that he confronted it.
When he went home he saw his aunt on the front door and she slapped his face, and scolded him for confronting the kid. He then shared that his aunt can see also and that her third eye is very strong and that they're used to entities/ghost because at their home they can see a lot of them and even his aunts son have a dwarf friend. After that I never go back to that part of our school because I always remember what he said. Now I don't know if the tree is still there.
Thanks for reading.