I would like to share my experience back when I was in college in Baguio City Philippines.
This was back in 2004 and me and my sister were new (8 hours away from our home city), and we met new people who were into Ouija boards and ghost hauntings, back then me and my sister were never into that kind of stuff so meeting new "friends" that are into paranormal intrigued us highly. 3 of the girls in the group are sisters as well and came from family of "manghuhula" or fortune tellers, they instructed us to have our third eye opened, I think it was just me that got successful of doing so, since my sister didn't have any experience of any sort. The townhouse at the time that we were renting was located in Guisad Baguio, which is known to be coffee factory from what I was told that got burnt down.
From the beginning we didn't really experience anything yet, but ever since we started having our drinking sessions there, and practicing Ouija board games, that's when it all started. My first experience was when I was in my bedroom and I just got done ironing my clothes for the next day class, I had the iron by my bedside and I happen to look at it and saw a black entity by the foot of my bed, but I look over and there's nothing there. I got freaked out and turned off the light right away, and for some reason (insert eye roll) I was thinking to myself that if that thing is really real if he can show more of his presence I think part of me too thought it was "cool" that I can finally things like that even if it scared me.
But what happened was I ended dreaming of it, I remember there was an arm hugging me, it was a huge arm and I felt I got drag towards my cabinet and when I looked up there was someone inside it and I'm sure it was a he just because it was wearing a hoodie and it was hunched over and before it looked at me the entity that owned the arm stood up and was yelling something I couldn't understand. Then I woke up. I was so scared and I couldn't even stand up because I was hearing footsteps outside my door when I was the only one there, my sister already went to her class since she was ahead of me by a year in college.
When I opened the door no one was really there, I tried to peek under the door and I would see shoes walking and pacing around, I was so scared that I just end up dressing and leaving as fast as I could. I felt stupid for provoking those kind of things but it didn't stop there.
When I came home that afternoon I started cleaning while waiting for my sister to come home, and as I was mopping the floor I kept hearing something was moving in my bedroom, but here I go again since I was getting frustrated of not getting enough sleep I said to it in my head " if you are real. I dare you to say my name!" and IT DID! Clear as day it said my name, I ended up dropping everything in my hand and ran off outside, my neighbor saw me and came out as well, he asked me if I was okay and I told him everything and of course he will not believe me, but gathered some courage and went back inside. My mother who was very religious would always bring holy water and would leave it in one of the closet, I grabbed that and started praying so hard and practically spraying it in the whole place.
I have been living in the states now and I still remember all that, I don't know who was that ghost but from what I heard from the land lady that there was a huge fire that happened there back in the 80's and a lot of people died.