The story happened in Vietnam last 2013, I'm from Philippines and was expatriated to Vietnam. Our company was located at Binh Duong province part of Ho chi Minh City. Since I don't want any hassle going to work daily, I decided to stay near to where I work.
We found a nice house to stay. The house was located in almost at the center of the city proper, near the malls, grocery stores, bars and restaurants. So, it's not a quiet and boring place.
During the first 3 months staying at house everything was normal. Good ambience, cold AC, water is good, everything is perfect. Then one normal night came, I was alone in the house and doing normal things that I did. I was watching some movies and suddenly I heard a crying lady. At first I thought it came from outside the house, but the sound is getting louder and nearer. I ignore it first because I don't really believe on those things. Then fortunately the crying disappear.
Days came and the experienced never happened again, until one stormy night and I was again alone in the house. I was in my room trying to sleep. I have fallen asleep, then I have this dream that someone is trying to cover my face, I cannot recognize who it was or is it a boy or a girl. Then fortunately I have opened my eyes and woke up. Nobody was in the room, so concluded that it was just a dream. I was scared and couldn't sleep, so I decided to turn on my MP3 and played some music. When I was about to sleep (half sleep, half awake), someone was coming and approaching my location and it's clear that it's a lady wearing a long white gown. I couldn't recognized her face and she's trying to cover my face again in a way that I couldn't breathe. It felt like I was paralyzed, fortunately I have gained my consciousness. But when I woke up the music was still playing but I couldn't understand the lyrics. The melody was familiar but the lyrics is different. I just then realized that the music was played reversed. After realizing the situation I immediately run outside the house without hesitation and anything in my mind. I called a friend living nearby and ask him to stay with them for a night.
After that night, I decided to transfer to another house. While I was loading my things to the cab, a local and a neighbor approached me. I told them that I'm transferring, because of the experienced that I had. Then they told me a very scary story that have happened in the house. They told me that the daughter of the owner of the house committed a suicide 3 years ago, and they often see daughter's ghost at my room's balcony.