Daisy

Haunted houses are made when they have a dark past in which the ghost still haunts. Those ghosts might seek for revenge to his/her captor, and they might be jealous to the living.

I found a story in a book about a 1950s house in Cavite wherein a ghost of a young lady still haunts and scares his neighbors through her sad moaning.

[Taken from The Sound of Fear by Gabby Libarios]

.... Built during the 1950s, it was a baronial house belonging to the landed gentry of Cavite. Bathe in opulence and grandeur, the house was not only meant for residence. It was also a place for grand celebrations, where the cultured, the educated, and the toast of the town converged to partake of joyous merrymaking that lasted until the wee hours. Some townsfolk would suggest that the festivities held there were always of grand scale. Music spilled into the streets, wine flowed like water, and all the lights switched on, making the house look ablaze from afar. However boisterous and pompous the celebration were, people in the surrounding area regarded the house as their temporary escape, which offered them an experience - albeit vicariously - what it was like the charmed life. But as always, there was another side of the story, especially if no one alive could attest to the house's history, which, over the years, has become a mix of truth and untruth passed around by word of mouth. Some people would say that it was the hiding place of powerful drug lord. Other would suggest that it was a hotbed of vice, where the high rollers and card sharks gamble their riches, sometimes life and limb, all in the name of money. Just the same, the houses had nothing but notoriety. But among the lies and fabricated tales, there was always one story that kept the house's history interesting, horrifying, and sad all at the same time. It was the story of the Santos family. Despite their wealth, which came from the father's successful mining company, the sons and daughters were taught to lead a simple, low key life. Every morning, the father would read the paper and drink his coffee on the veranda. The mother, who always wore melancholic smile, would tend their garden, quietly pruning the plants and pulling out the weed sprouts, while the kids, except the eldest who was always in her room, would run around the garden. Named after a flower, Daisy had always been quiet and reserved. She would spend most of her time inside her room, carefully thumbing through her dog-eared books by classic authors. Oftentimes, she would just sit in front of her dresser and comb he long black hair for hours. If the weather permitted, she would linger on her balcony and relish the crisp, fresh air summer. Their neighbors would say that sometimes they would hear Daisy singing from the balcony. Her voice is so lovely, they would say. On days when Daisy would accompany her mother to church, people would always notice her. Some say Daisy was the most beautiful girl in town. In fact, her mother's friends never failed to compliment her, however inadequately or too informally clothed she was. Boys, on the other hand, simply gawked at her presence. Little did Daisy know that her beauty, which held so much power, would soon be her curse. Barely a month after her 18th birthday, Daisy was brutally raped and murdered. The crime happened when the rest of the family was out for an afternoon mass. Her lifeless body was found in the backyard. Her clothes were ripped, blood dripping between her legs. Investigations said she was in her room when her attacker barged in. Bruises on her stomach and legs suggested she was beaten first. Loose black hair found on the floorboards near her bedroom indicated that the rapist dragged Daisy by the hair out of her room before committing the heinous crime. Despite the thorough investigation, the culprit was never found. Some say it was Daisy's spurned lover. Others say it was their house help who always harbored feelings for Daisy. The family eventually moved out and never returned. Although there were the occasional visits from real estate agents, no one had ever taken interest in the house since then. Though it was relegated to a mere urban legend, Daisy's death still echoes in that little town in Cavite. Legend has it that every night, the sound of a weeping young girl can be heard from the house. ....

Source(s):
True Philippine Ghost Story Book 15

Note(s): The picture depicted above is not the actual picture.

Bloody Mary in the Philippines

What is Bloody Mary?

Bloody Mary is a legendary ghost or spirit conjured to reveal the future. She is said to appear in a mirror when her name is called multiple times. The Bloody Mary apparition may be benign or malevolent, depending on historic variations of the legend. The Bloody Mary appearances are mostly "witnessed" in teenage group participation games, often as part of a game of truth or dare.

Rituals on how to perform the Bloody Mary varies as the story is being passed through other people.

... young women walk up a flight of stairs backwards while holding a candle and a hand mirror, in a darkened house.

According to some accounts (from movies and ghost stories), young ladies should perform it in a dark room at night (many tells a particular time, sometimes 12 o'clock or 3 o'clock am) and go face a whole-body mirror. Then, chant Bloody Mary 13 times (some with eyes closed). After doing it, the performer will see their future husband (and skull or whole skeleton, telling you, you'll not marry before you die).

It seemed that the ritual is like that of Snow White's mother-in-law, but there she is asking who is the fairest of them all.

Some young girls in the Philippines perform it for the sake of knowing if they'll marry and who will they marry on the future. These originated of course outside the country. I bet someone still believe on it.

Story

Bloody Mary by: Janine My best friend had this neigbor who died because of a horrible experience. Her neighbor's name was Michelle (not her real name) and she grew up in Bicol. When she was ten, her family moved to Las Pinas, just two blocks away from my best friend's house. My best friend was just a baby at that time. When Michelle was in high school, she wasn't afraid of ghosts. When she would hear rumors, she never believed them. All she would do was laugh at them. But there was one rumor she heard that she would never forget until the day she died: the rumor of Bloody Mary. She fainted after hearing it for the first time, so her friends brought her to the school clinic. When she woke, her friends startedasking questions but the only thing she said was, "I'm not afraid of ghosts!" "Really?" her friends asked. They formed circle and murmured amongst each other. Then they dared Michelle to do the Bloody Mary ritual. She did it that night in her bathroom. She turned off the lights, shut the door, and said, "Bloody Mary, bloody Mary, bloody Mary." She chanted it thirteen times, louder and louder, almost to a near scream, and kept glancing at the mirror on each pass. On the thirteenth time, she looked in the mirror and saw her face bit it was all covered in blood! She touched her own face but there was no blood. Then something or someone knocke on the door. She thought that she might see something creepy so she didn't answer it. It knocked tem times then started banging on the door! She wondered why nobody could hear the banging and thought that the thing had killed her family! She screamed, "Leave them alone! Leave them alone!" The banging stopped. All of a sudden, the bathroom became red and the knocking started again. It stopped after five knocks. Michelle peeked out of the bathroom and saw something red on the ground. She stepped on it and it disappeared. She sighed and went back to bed but left the bathroom door open. Her mom woke back to sleep. Now it was Michelle who couldn't sleep because right in front of her just outside the bathroom was a little girl. She was drenced in blood and pleading for help. She had an ID that read "Mary Tachwrite". Michelle closed her eyes and when opened it again the apparition had disappeared. Two days later Michelle died of a severe heart attack. Because of what her friends did to her they all got expelled. They committed suicide because every night they saw the same thing Michelle did. Her friends all became impoverished because their parents got fired at their jobs. Michelle'd mom was their boss and she didn't appreciate what her employees' children to Michelle. Please pray for the lost souls of Mary and Michelle.

Another story:

Bloody Mary I studied at xxxxxxx. There was once a legend in the girl's washroom that a Bloody Mary occasionally appeared to people who called on her. One afternoon, we were really tired and went to the washroom to freshen up. Suddenly, my friend suggested that we try it. We chanted Bloody Mary thirteen times in front of the mirror. Sure enough, there it was staring right at us. We couldn't move in fright. Then we notice that it was moving out of the mirror, leaving a trail of blood behind it. All of us couldn't leave since the Bloody Mary was blocking the doorway. Then suddenly, all of us screamed at the top of our lungs trying to get away. Since I was in the lead, I was so scared. And then (I don't know why), I just screamed and ran through the ghost. All the boys were at the opposite side were wondering why we were screaming and then I accidentally ran into them, with all the girl's behind me and I scrambled up and ran to the principal's office. All of the boys were worried so they checked it out. Then we just heard them running towards us. We all vowed never to come into that washroom again!

Source:
True Philippine Ghost Stories. PSICOM Publishing Inc.
http://haxorfreek.15.forumer.com
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bloody_Mary_(folklore)

Doña Juana Rodriguez Street Haunted House

The Doña Juana Rodriguez Street is located at New Manila, Quezon City. It was the old name of Broadway Avenue (near the building of Broadway Centrum - GMA).

I don't have enough time to research and go to National Library to confirm if the author tells the truth about the article of Daily Express. I cannot say the story is real, because me, myself, haven't gone on the said location. By the way, the

The Whole Story

The Doña Juana Rodriguez St. ProjectBy: Anonymous I first heard this true-to-life ghost from my professor who ran out of lessons to teach one sleepy afternoon. It was about this saleslady - let's call her Mrs. Santos - during the Seventies who was into direct-selling Tupperware products, something new in te kitchenware market at the time. At the end of the demonstration she conducted in Laguna, a middle-aged gentleman, who looked like an important businessman - sort of like a Jaime Zobel de Ayala or a John Robert Sobrepena - approached her. The guy - let's call him Mr. Cruz - invited her to do another demonstration in a house along Dona Juana Rodriguez in New Manila, Quezon City. Charmed by the man's courtly demeanor, the saleslady accepted the invitation and went the following week to the address given. It was a lazy Saturday mid-afternoon and very few vehicles were passing by in front of the mansion. In the front yard stood an old, balding man in a white undershirt, sweeping away the dead leaves. When he saw her, the old man, who was probably the caretaker readily invited her inside. The interior of the mansion exuded a certain Old World charm, something seen in period movies like The Sound of Music or Gone with the Wind. She was ushered into the sala and was told to wait for Mr. Cruz. Mrs. Santos proceeded to see out all the Tupperware items she had brought with her. By the time she had finished, Mr. Cruz still hadn't arrived. She decided to pass the time by reading some of the reading some of the magazines. Oddly enough, she couldn't recognize any of the faces featured on the covers. Glancing at the dates, she saw they were all dated in the 1930's. Suddenly, she heard voices coming from upstairs - animated conversation, punctuated by laughter here and there. When she looked up, Mr. Cruz, together with several men and women similar to his age and bearing, were coming down the stairs. Mr. Cruz introduced her to his friends, who were all wearing gray suits. Some of the men were in gray coats and ties, some in gray barongs and pants - even their shoes and handkerchiefs were gray. The women were in gray skirts and long gowns. Mrs. Santos didn't pay particular attention to their attires, surmising that perhaps it was a gathering of an upper-class club or organization and such "uniform" were required. Mrs. Santos introduced the Tupperware products and everybody seemed excited and pledge to order some items. After her demonstration, someone turned on the turntable and played old tunes, probably Bing Crosby classics. Then someone brought out some food and wine and a party began. Mrs. Santos was invited to stay for the party. She declined, saying it was getting dark,but did drink a little of the wine. Mrs. Santos went home happy and tipsy that day. She stayed the night with a 60-year old aunt who lived in Malate. Mrs. Santos told her aunt about her rich, elegant but weird clients. The aunt was surprised when she mentioned the names of Mr. Cruz and his friends. Apparently, her aunt knew them all by name and reputation. Yes, they were all celebrities and elegantly rich! Some of them were famous artist, musicians and socialites. The only thing was, her aunt had watched and read about them during her college days, decade ago. As a matter of fact, these people had been dead for a long time. Many of them didn't survive the Second World War! Mrs. Santos was too stunned to speak. To think that she even danced a tune or two with them and tasted some wine! A few months after, Mrs. Santos decided to write about her experience and have it published in the Sunday edition of the Daily Express. It came out in the second week of December 1972. When my professor read the article, he tried to find out the truth behind the story. He asked his students (at the time, he was teaching the high school students of San Beda College), to visit the mansion in New Manila with him - as a sort of adventure. So, together with a dozen of his students, my professor went to the house one Saturday morning. To their surprise, an old man identical to that described in the Express story was there in front yard, doing much the same thing that the old man in the story was doing - sweeping away the dead leaves. My professor made some pretext about the needing to interview Mr. Cruz about the old houses. The old man ushered them all inside, and there they found everything as described in the 70's article. Even the old magazine were there, bearing the same dates. The old man told them to wait as he climbed the long staircase to inform Mr. Cruz about the group. What happened next? Well, the group didn't wait around to find out as they sped out of the mansion as fast as their feet could carry them. When I asked the professor whether the story was true or not, he dared me to find out myself. He gave me the exact location of the house, which was some blocks away from the Broadway Centrum. So one Sunday morning, I decided to see for myself. Trudging up Doña Juana Rodrguez Street, i noticed some old houses but saw no sign of the old man. Reporting back to my professor, I suggested that after 20 years, somebody might have bought the property and turned it into one of those townhouse complexes. Probably, he said. He didn't care because after the horrifying incident he never went back there. Even at the height of traffic in the area, he always made it a point to avoid the street. As for myself, I can only report his strange incident that happened after I visited the street: One Monday morning I checked out the National Library for old copies of the Sunday Daily Express magazine. To my surprise, I discovered that all the copies of the December 1972 issues were there - except for the issue that came out on the second week. The librarian, who has been working there for decades, was also puzzled. Coincidence? Somehow, I think not.

Source:
True Philippine Ghost Stories. Book 12. PSICOM Publishing Inc.

Star Mall, Alabang, Muntinlupa City

Star Mall Alabang is loacted at 2L, Administration Office, Starmall Alabang, South Super Highway, Alabang Muntinlupa City. I haven't been there, so I don't know what it truly look like in person. They said it just look like a simple building or mall like many others, but there's a distinct something different.

About

Muntinlupa was once notoriously known as the location of the national insular penitentiary, the New Bilibid Prison, where the country's most dangerous criminals were incarcerated. Consequently, Muntinlupa or "Munti" became synonymous with the national penitentiary although it has largely shaken-off this negative image to become one of the most progressive cities in the country. Muntinlupa is also home to some of the best commercial establishments in the metropolis and is the location of Ayala Alabang Village, one of the country's biggest and most expensive residential communities, where many of the wealthy and famous live. At the Star Mall Alabang, many encounter ghost while sitting and watching a movie. The location as many will tell you is very haunted by multo, which is derived from the Spanish word muerte, meaning dead.. As a to too often told modern ghost story goes, a young couple went to see a new movie they had trouble finding a seat for the theater as they made their way in was fully packed. They sat and watched a new romantic movie, only to find out when the movie ended and the lights came on that they were the only ones inside. Another tale tells of people seeing what they believe to be people just simply disappear before their very eyes. Tales of pickpocketing ghosts, items disappearing from store shelves and shop owners hearing strange noises and watching things move on their own. Star Mall, previously called Metropolis Star, stands on the former site of the Alabang Cemetery. Manuela Realty Development Corp., established by Sen. Manny Villar's grandmother-in-law Doña Manuela Aguilar Riguera, built the mall in the '90s. Many believe the bodies of the dead were never removed from the site and the angruy ghosts are letting their presence be known and felt. Some frightened mall goers often state they feel cold unseen hands touching them shoving them punching kicking and even kissing them. Photos taken inside and out of the large building often show ghostly images and mists. Many people often report that when going through their bags after shopping strange items often show up or the thing they just bought is missing replaced with another item. Several ghost hunting groups have deemed the location as one of the most haunted hotspots to ghost hunt in.

The Web Story

[Witness:] I'm from Alabang, and lumaki ako malapit sa Metropolis Mall.. Tama nga na dating sementeryo yung mall na yon.. Meron akong friend na may weird experience doon.. Meron kasi silang movie analysis na projects sa skul.. Since na malapit lang sya sa metropolis mall dun na lang sya nagdecide na manood ng movie.. Ang malupit pa doon 'last full show' sya nanood.. S'ya lang mag isa.. So pagdating nya sa movie hauz madilim na and nagsisimula na yung movie... Yung pinanood nya ay isang comedy movie. Syempre nakakatawa yung palabas and nung pumasok sya halos wala syang maupuan kasi tingin nya madaming tao... Ang nakakakilabot sa lahat nung bumukas yung ilaw pagkatapos ng palabas... Nagulat sya nung ilan lang pala silang nanonood, almost 10 or less lang sila.. Bigla syang kinilabutan kaya tumakbo sya pauwi... Mula noon di na sya nanood ng sine dun.. May isa pa akong friend na nagwork sa metropolis as a security guard.. So around 7pm meron daw pumasok na 10 guys na nakabarong, natawa nga sya kasi parang may kasal na dadaluhan yung mga manonood.. Eh, hanggang closing sya duty... Kinilabutan sya nung di lumabas yung 10 guys na nakabarong.. Bigla na lang daw nawala....

Source:
http://www.hauntedamericatours.com/ghosthunting/phillipines.php
http://www.starmalls.com.ph/contact.html
http://www.pinoyunderground.com/showthread.php?t=187854

San Juan, La Union Ghosts

[This past few days, I've been very busy with too many things, including my studies. That's why I can't search any other exciting and interesting urban legends in the Philippines, and post them here. Well, now I'm back. It's Christmas vacation. Perhaps, I will have a lot of time on focusing my favorite pastime.]

This urban legend have been famous for decades. Maybe some of you knew this one.

The town of San Juan, in the province of La Union, west of Luzon, is a fishing before the coming of Americans. It has a number of ghost legends, including a headless nun, smoking faceless man and a mysterious smiling white lady at the old tower. Most tales are said to have originated around this time and handed down to generations. It’s still a quiet town, but pompous cottages and mansions have popped along its shores.

Here's the ghost legends in the said province:

It was said that the nun was killed and beheaded by the Japanese in the old Hispanic convent, and her convent burned down. Till now the convent is still standing. If someone passes the ruins of the covenant on a full moon at midnight, an eerie bell tolls, signalling the approach of the nun from behind. First, you will feel a cool, creepy breeze. Then wavy long hair brushing against the nape. Looking behind, the victim would discover the spooky tale for himself.

Until the present day, the nun is still haunting the old ruins. No one knows why she's still there, but perhaps she wants to avenge her death.

The white lady is said to appear at midnight in the ruins of an old watch tower that dates to pre-Hispanic times, and is particularly likely to be seen by handsome young men.

It was peculiar, "a ghost who only appears on handsome brave youths". I wanted to laugh at it. Well, for those bored individual young man there, if you wanted to know if you're handsome, the only place you can go and find the answer out is in the Bell Tower in La Union. If she will appear, then you're definitely handsome. However, if you'll tell anybody about her appearance on you, no one will likely to believe. I wonder why she laughs????

Another myth is about the smoking faceless man.

Before the war, (perhaps the WWII) youths were used to smoke cigars in an abandoned man-hole at midnight. Once, a stranger came, face overshadowed by a straw hat, asking for light. When they lent a lit cigar, the man looked up to light his, showing a spine-chilling blank where a face should have been. The faceless man allegedly still shows up, though rarely, because he prefers unbranded, native tobacco to imported ones. Who could be that faceless pal???

[Taken from a Website:]

In 1582, San Juan was proclaimed a mission station under the authority of the Augustian Order, as recorded by the Nueva Segovia Bi-centennial souvenir booklet dated April 25, 1587. By 1586 the town had become the center of the parish, and was renamed San Juan by the Augustian Fathers after the Catholic Patron Saint of San Juan Bautista. The town boasted an Augustinian convent and a population of 6,000. Its first priest was Friar Agustin Niño. The center of the parish was subsequently transferred to Bauang, with San Juan sometimes being an out-station (visita) of Bauang and sometimes of Bacnotan. In 1707 the Church of St. John the Baptist was constructed at San Juan. In 1772, the mission station was placed under the authority of the Dominican Order. In 1807, San Juan was established as a parish in its own right. Pindangan Ruins this is the home of the headless stabbed priest whose sole ghost prowls at night, either carrying his severed head or searching for his head. Some report hearing his head calling out for his body to find it. Many say EVP's happen here all the time and the wind is known to whisper strange malediction to those that disrespect the location. Pasatsat is word rooted on the Pangasinense word satsat, meaning "to stab". Pasatsats are ghosts of people who died or were killed in the Second World War. Coffins during the time were so expensive, so the families of the dead wrapped the corpses in reed mats or icamen. The dead were buried in places other than cemeteries because tomb robberies were rampant during that era of extreme poverty. These ghosts usually show up in solitary paths and block passersby. To get rid of such a ghost, one needs to stab (hence pasatsat) the reed mat and unravel it, but doing so will show no presence of a corpse, although the mat will emit a noxious odor, much like that of putrid flesh. In 1898 during the latter days of the Philippine Revolution, the whole of San Juan was razed to the ground by a great fire. Many ghost from this period are said to roam the streets. The town of San Juan, La Union has a considerable amount of ghost encounters, sightings and many many paranormal monsters and legends, including a headless nun and a smiling white lady at the old tower. Another strange ghost is that of Devil Cigar Man or as many call him just the Devilman. In the months just before the war, young men from the town would all go around an abandoned man-hole, there they would smoke cigars and speak of the goings on of the day then one night at midnight something strange occurred. Once, a stranger came appearing strangely with his his long well combed black slicked and straight and braided beard is his most striking feature for his face is always overshadowed by a large brimmed straw hat, he came to them asking for light. When they lent a lit cigar, the man looked up to light his, showing a spine-chilling blank where a face should have been. The faceless Devil man allegedly still shows up, because he prefers unbranded, native tobacco to imported ones. And if you don't give him a light he will drag you straight to hell are strike you deaf and dumb on the spot. Another strange haunted tale is about finding the the Devilman's large brimmed straw hat. If by chance you see a straw hat of or hat of any type of hat or head gear on the side of the road by no means touch it. Because if you dare to do os of God forbid to put it on your head. To do so will bring you straight to hell. The tale of the strange ghost nun that was beheaded by the Japanese, and her convent burned down is a very weird ghost story. If someone passes the ruins of the covenant on a full moon at midnight, an eerie ghost bell tolls this is the signaling of the approach of the nun's ghost. One of the many tales tells that the old historical ruins of a Spanish convent were burned by the Japanese and a pious chaste nun was beheaded as an example for all to see. The old ruins of the covenant still stand. On some nights when an unfortunate person happens to pass by on a full moon at midnight, some spectral bell would toll from the netherworld. It supposedly signals the approach of the ghost nun who will slowly creep up on you from behind. They say she is looking for the man who killed her or his descendents to take her exacting revenge. Many say several daring people have died from fright others driven mad when being touched by her on the left shoulder. The white lady another ghosts not to be confused with the ghost nun or the Balete Drive specter, is said to appear at midnight in the ruins of an old watch tower that dates to pre-Hispanic times, and is particularly likely to be seen by many individuals. In recent times, she is often called the laughing white lady is said to have been showing herself periodically in the old historical ruins. The ghosts of this woman is said to appear often and her disguised appearance is said to be very frightening for she has no eyes. Only gaping sockets which glow with an erie spooky ghost light. Many report they hear her maniacal ghostly laughter and would rather run the see her eyeless ghosts. One of the hitchhiker stories tells of three boys who pick up a girl near a cemetery and take her to a party. this is very similar to the tales of Resurrection Mary in Chicago USA. On the way back, the girl complains of the cold and borrows a jacket. The girl disappears near the cemetery, and the boys find the jacket neatly folded on the headstone of her grave. Or that of a freshly dug up grave where the body has been pulled from the earth and partially eaten. Many believe her to be a real ghoul like creature. A ghoul is a folkloric monster associated with graveyards and consuming human flesh, often classified as undead. In another story, a male hitchhiker asks to be taken to a given address. When they arrive, the hitchhiker has disappeared, but it turns out that he used to live at that address and this is the anniversary of her death. Stories tell that this young disfigured man appears as if he was just in some terrible accident with blood on his clothes.

Sources:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/San_Juan,_La_Union
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ghosts_in_Filipino_culture
http://www.philippinesinsider.com/myths-folklore-superstition/ghost-myths-of-san-juan-la-union/
http://www.hauntedamericatours.com/ghosthunting/phillipines.php

No. 14 Laperal

It has been urban legend or just plain curiosity that make the locals and tourists alike flock to # 14 Laperal, or famously know as the "White House" in Baguio City.

Many TV shows and films have capitalized on its notoriety as being haunted.

But what really boggles the mind is the mystery surrounding the history of the house. Many stories have come up about the fate of the Laperal family. No one really knows what happened inside the white structure. Even the relatives of the original owners are mum about it.

The paints are fading. But the popularity of the house just keeps on growing because of the interests of the people in the paranormal.

Who are the ghosts that haunt the Laperal White House? Do they have stories to tell?

I-Witness dared to find out when Jay Taruc and a group of psychics locked themselves inside the house to just feel their "presence."

What the cameras captured were extraordinary sounds and images that will stir the senses.

The Video

Click Here to watch this video in youtube.com

I watched this documentary of Jay Taruc in the middle of the night alone in my room ... This scared me very much, especially of that part where a ghost talked in the CCTV Camera saying, Nandito kame ... (We're hear ...) Till now, I can't forget that ...

Source:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ty9_VjYy7Ek

Ghost

Halloween is very near! So first question, Have you ever ask someone how to see and hear ghost? Well, actually its my first time to ask myself (not anyone) how to see and hear them. I asked first myself if I'll be interested with it, and it seemed I am. Its a very big question mark to me. I often hear tips in TV, but it seemed almost all of them are not effective. I admit I haven't tried to do one yet. I'm scared? Not sure of it. But to see a bloody, ugly and nasty-looking ghost, of course I will be freaked out.

Have you ever tried to play an Ouija board with your friends? Spirit of the glass... and Spirit of the coin... Me, no... And I'm not interested. There are rumors that whenever you play with it and you didn't finish the game, the ghost will always follow you, will often appear abruptly beside, over and under you, and vanish in a blink of an eye. Playing Ouija Board is one way of how to see and hear them, but this may become dangerous especially, like what I had said, if you didn't finish it, by saying farewell to the ghost you called.

How about trying to talk to the mirror in the middle of the night handling only a candle? Just like the Bloody Mary thing. Some versions I read is instead of seeing you future partner, you'll see a true ghost playing on you. They will pretend to be your future partner. And some version is worst, the person you'll see is the devil itself.

What is a ghost?

[en.wikipedia.org:] Definition

In traditional belief and fiction, a ghost is the soul or spirit of a deceased person or animal that can appear, in visible form or other manifestation, to the living. Descriptions of the apparition of ghosts vary widely from an invisible presence to translucent or barely visible wispy shapes, to realistic, lifelike visions. The deliberate attempt to contact the spirit of a deceased person is known as necromancy, or in spiritism as a séance.

The belief in manifestations of the spirits of the dead is widespread, dating back to animism or ancestor worship in pre-literate cultures. Certain religious practices—funeral rites, exorcisms, and some practices of spiritualism and ritual magic—are specifically designed to appease the spirits of the dead. Ghosts are generally described as solitary essences that haunt particular locations, objects, or people they were associated with in life, though stories of phantom armies, ghost trains, phantom ships, and even ghost animals have also been recounted.

Can I see Ghost?

[www.legendsofamerica.com:] Questions

I found a questions testing you if you Can see ghost:

1. Have you ever known the phone was going to ring before it rang?
Yes___ No___

2. Have you ever felt a sudden chill in a room, when there was no apparent reason?
Yes___ No___

3. Have you ever seen anything that could not be explained by science and logic?
Yes___ No___

4. Have you ever felt you were being watched when you were alone?
Yes___ No___

5. Have you ever had a vision or a dream that came true?
Yes___ No___

6. Have you ever had a successful session with a Ouija Board?
Yes___ No___

7. Do you have an open mind about the supernatural?
Yes___ No___

8. Would you refuse to spend the night in a "haunted” house?
Yes___ No___

9. Do you meditate?
Yes___ No___

10. Have you retained the childlike ability, simply to "accept” new experiences without distorting preconceptions?
Yes___ No___

11. Are you more likely to make decisions using your "gut feeling” than your "thinking logic?”
Yes___ No___

12. Have you ever been told that psychic ability runs in your family?
Yes___ No___

13. Do you wear black 90% (or more) of the time?
Yes___ No___


Click here to see your score.

How to hear Ghost?

[paranormal.about.com:]

For decades, paranormal researchers have been recording enigmatic voices on audiotape. Called electronic voice phenomena - or EVP - these strange-sounding voices have been captured using ordinary tape recorders and cassette tapes. Often these researchers venture out into cemeteries or allegedly haunted houses. Sometimes the voices seem to respond to questions asked by the researchers, but often they are unprompted. In every case, however, the voices are not heard at the time they are recorded. Oddly, it is not until later when the researchers play the tape back - often with amplification or filtering - that the voices can be distinguished.

Are they ghosts? Voices from another dimension? Something else? What they are exactly is a matter of debate, but there's little denying that they are there - and completely unexplained.

How to see Ghost?

[paranormal.about.com:]

Hearing what might be a ghost's voice isn't good enough for you? You actually want to see one? The Internet just might make that possible. Many webcams have been set up in "haunted" locations around the world where ghosts have previously been seen. All you have to do is open the web page and watch.

What is the Scientific Explanation of Ghost encounters?

[zidbits.com:] Scientific Explanation

Infrasound is an extremely low frequency between between .1 -20Hz. It is so low, that humans cannot hear it. But we can feel it. A good portion of the population is also thought to be hypersensitive to these low frequencies. Infrasound can cause bizarre effects, including nausea, extreme fear or awe, anxiety and chills. Researchers also believe it affects vision by causing vibrations of the eyeball. These vibrations can cause you to ‘see’ ghosts.

Infrasound can be produced by many different phenomena, like storms, strong seasonal winds, weather patterns and some types of earthquakes. Animals such as elephants also use infrasound to communicate over long distances or as defense against threats.

In April 1998, the Journal of the Society for Psychical Research published a paper called ‘The Ghost in the Machine’ by Coventry University lecturer Vic Tandy. It described Tandy’s experiences with infrasound while working in a medical lab.

His coworkers complained of spooky feelings and chills in his lab. A cleaning lady resigned after “seeing something.” Working alone in the lab one night, Tandy suddenly had the feeling he was being watched. He claimed shadowy figure appeared at the edge of his vision. When Tandy turned to face it, the figure vanished.

The next day, Tandy brought a fencing foil to the lab for repairs. When he clamped one end of the blade in a vise, it started vibrating wildly. Curious, Tandy began moving the blade around the room. It vibrated strongly in the center of his lab, but completely stopped at the edges of the room.

Tandy discovered a 19Hz standing wave in his laboratory. The walls of the lab had caused the sound wave to double back on itself, producing an area of maximum energy in the center of the room- enough energy to vibrate his sword.

The source of this wave was a newly installed fan at one end of the lab. When it was turned off, the wave, and all phenomena associated with it, disappeared.

It seems there will be no need to call the ghostbusters.

I enumerated here few of the questions innocent individual often ask about ghost, and the answers I found in internet.

Sources:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ghost/
http://zidbits.com/2010/11/a-scientific-explanation-for-ghosts/
http://www.legendsofamerica.com/gh-seeghosts.html

Malacañang Palace

Malacañang Palace is the home of the President of Republic of the Philippines, the symbol of the nation, and also his/her official office. It is located at 1000 José P. Laurel Street, San Miguel, Manila. The house was built in 1750 in Spanish Colonial style. In Spanish Era, it is also the home of Governor-General of the Philippines. It was purchased from a Spanish Aristocrat named Don Luis Rocha, and was purchased by a Spanish Colonel and again purchased by the state, thus became the home of the representatives of Spain in the Philippines.

Yes! It is true. The building was built since the Spanish time. So, it might be true that there is an unknown entity there. Then, what are they?

Male and female figures disappearing into walls. Pianos playing by themselves in the dead of night.

Empty chairs turning, heavy curtains parting, plates vanishing from where you put them. --- Philippine Daily Inquirer

Pres. Noynoy Aquino once said,

No one wants to live in Malacañang proper, because of the eerie environment.

Actually, he prefer to live in the other side of Pasig River - on Bahay Pangarap.

I don?t like the ambience of Malacañang Palace. There's this big balete tree in front [of the state entrance] ... And the guards say sometimes, the pianos start playing by themselves and someone is [heard] marching [down the hall].

Story

[Taken from a News Website:]

Strange things The strongman's son, Senator Ferdinand Bongbong Marcos Jr., narrated tales of ghostly goings-on during the family's 20-year stay in the Spanish-era Palace. There's no doubt about it, many strange things are really happening there, the senator told the Inquirer. Everybody who lived in the Palace, during and after [our stay], including the security and the staff?everybody has experienced something, he said. Eduardo Rozon, chief steward during the Marcos regime, and Bernardo Barcena Jr., a guard posted at the door to the private quarters of the then first family, vividly recall both frightening and hilarious encounters with the unknown in Malacañang. From their stories recounted to the Inquirer last week, it appeared that ghosts haunted not only the numerous state rooms but also the Marcoses? private quarters, and even the adjoining building known as Kalayaan Hall. The chandeliers clanked, the plates in the china room tinkled, and staff members felt their hair rising. The ghostly occurrences always happened in the wee hours?between 2 a.m. and 3 a.m., when the Palace was quiet and deserted, according to both Bongbong Marcos and Barcena. During that witching hour, it was common for the staff to see figures appear at the Reception Hall, the massive corridor framed by pictures of all Philippine presidents, and the Ceremonial Hall, the biggest room in the Palace where the most important state functions are held and which served as balcony during the Spanish and American eras. Never their faces You just see them. You think they're your colleagues but they're not. And they always had their backs to us; we never saw their faces, said Barcena, who is now on his second term as barangay councilman in Bagong Nayon in Antipolo City, the housing project awarded by the Marcoses to their household staff. Barcena once walked up to who he thought was a colleague leaning on a panel in the Ceremonial Hall: I was just a few meters from him when he vanished. Frightened, Barcena hurried to tell his colleagues about the experience. Rozon, who supervised the Palace waiters, recalled one night when he was at the Reception Hall and noticed that the door to the Music Room was ajar. (A bedroom during the Spanish time, the Music Room has since been used by first ladies as a sitting room for important state guests.) Rozon said he wondered to his companion what would happen if the half-open door would suddenly close. Then the door did close! We ran downstairs! he said, laughing. Barcena swore that in the same room with no one else around, they heard the piano play and saw the first lady's chair turn by itself. Intrigued by the stories, Bongbong Marcos and his friends decided to go ghost hunting in the courtyard of the private quarters, which had a fountain in the middle. Knock, knock A friend reached for a doorknob, but the door opened before he could touch it. They scrambled upstairs, the senator recalled with a chuckle. It was also common for the family members to hear someone knocking on their doors, always at around 2 a.m. During the renovation of the Palace, Bongbong Marcos said, he used a room adjacent to the State Dining Room as his temporary quarters. (The State Dining Room, originally a ballroom during the Spanish and American times, has three Commonwealth-era chandeliers and 40 carved chairs around a long dining table. It is now where Cabinet meetings are held. Its large French mirrors were installed in 1877, according to the book Malacañan Palace, The Official Illustrated History.) Knocking awakened Bongbong Marcos one night, and when he opened his door, he saw no one there. Suddenly, one of the antique chairs stacked leaning against the dining table righted itself! I couldn't sleep anymore that night, he said. The ghosts also apparently liked telephones. The senator said his mother Imelda had been roused from sleep by the ringing of the phone in her bedroom, also during the wee hours. The next morning she would ask who called her at that time, and of course nobody did, he said. Rozon said the ringing phones even sparked quarrels among the guards, each suspecting his colleagues of pulling a prank. Seeing things It was President Marcos who reportedly kept seeing people who were not actually there. Coming home from school once, Bongbong Marcos and his two sisters were told by their father about an experience the previous night in the President?s Study, which once served as Quezon's bedroom. A household aide walked into his office past midnight, and Marcos ordered him to fetch something. When the aide did not return, Marcos asked the guard where he had gone. Sir, there is no one here, the guard said. Rozon told another version of that story of Marcos wondering why a household aide was still in his study well past midnight. He peered through his glasses to look closely at the aide, who disappeared into the wall, Rozon said. Bongbong Marcos said his sister Imee had also seen Quezon's ghost in one of the state rooms. Undersecretary Manolo Quezon of the Malacañang communications group recalled a story of how his grandfather's ghost paced the Palace during times of crisis. (But ?no one I have met, or heard this story from, ever described him as menacing, or cursing, the grandson said.) He said it was supposedly one of the reasons the Marcoses had the Palace reconstructed in 1979, doubling its original size. Another story from the current staff in the Palace is they sometimes see the lights on late at night in the Quezon Room (now the Executive Office) in Kalayaan Hall, he said. The ghosts may be the lost souls of people slain during World War II, Bongbong Marcos said, adding that the Japanese Army used Malacañang as headquarters and that people were killed in some of the rooms there. Father Brown et al. One person believed killed by Japanese troops was an American priest whose ghost has since haunted the Palace as ?Father Brown? and who, Bongbong Marcos said, was wont to wake dozing Palace guards with a variety of tricks. Then there is a Chinese manservant who has appeared to Palace staff and guests. Bongbong Marcos said a guest from Italy recounted being awakened by a Chinese servant at around 3 a.m. and told to attend Mass with the Marcoses. The first family asked around and was told that the ghost had been known to appear as early as the time of President Manuel Roxas. The ghosts are apparently a mischievous lot. Said Elmer Navarro, whose father Federico, now deceased, was a household aide during the Marcos years: The ghosts played tricks on him. When he put down the plates and turned away, they would be gone when he looked again. Then he would find the plates elsewhere. Barcena said he and his colleagues reported their experiences to their superiors, and were told, with a shrug: Those are house guests. Mr. Brown The most popular of the Palace ?guests? is the benevolent kapre said to inhabit the balete tree that makes President Aquino uncomfortable. Rozon, now 69, said the kapre had been known as Mr. Brown (perhaps confused with Father Brown) since Quezon?s time, but that some staff members also referred to him as Mr. Jones. Mr. Brown was not bad. He didn't harm people, Rozon said. The story goes that household aide Mariano Dacuso, now deceased, was relaxing and reading the papers in the Tea House (where a mosque now stands) when he found himself being lifted along with his chair. He was lifted almost to the ceiling so he told the kapre, Please put me down. Then he ran to us, Rozon said. Then there was a cabbie who got the scare of his life when he asked for a light and looked up to see the kapre chomping on a cigar. Shaking in fear, the cabbie ran to the quarters of the servants, who told him he had found Mr. Brown. Rozon also said that when the social secretary's staff worked overtime typing letters, they would hear someone else typing in the next room, which was empty. Whenever something mysterious happened, it was always blamed on Mr. Brown, he said. Elmer Navarro, who lived in the old servants? quarters as a child, said the kapre was feared even by the military. Sometimes, he recalled, ?you could see smoke wafting from the tree.? Bunye's story Ignacio 'Toting' Bunye, now a member of the Monetary Board, has his own story to tell: From Day One of my assumption as press secretary in 2002, I have been warned about creepy happenings in ... Malacañang. Not being the superstitious type, I readily dismissed such stories. But it is not uncommon to hear about various offices being blessed every now and then, supposedly to ward off any unwanted unearthly visitors. One senior official even had the windows and doors of his office plastered with small medallions of the Blessed Virgin as added insurance. And then it happened! One night after a late dinner at the Ceremonial Hall, I passed by my office to pick up some stuff before going home. It must have been past 9 [p.m.]. My office, at that time, was ... what used to be [Marcos?] bedroom. To reach it from the Ceremonial Hall, one passes through a series of doors and hallways, starting with the Music Room, then through the Ramos Room, another connecting room, and finally the Marcos bedroom. As I walked to my office, I had a funny feeling that somebody or something was following me. I could feel my hair rising and my heart ... [pounding] faster. In the still of the evening, the footsteps on the wooden floor were very audible. As soon as I reached my office, I locked the door behind me (as if it would have mattered). The Thing Bunye said the footsteps slowly but progressively moved closer. He continued: Then I heard the doorknob turn and I felt the slight push on the door. After a while the footsteps started to move away, but seemingly in circles. What I have heard is now happening to me! I quickly said three Our Fathers, three Hail Marys and three Glory Be's. Somehow, I felt emboldened and I decided to leave in a hurry. I told myself: Mr. Ghost, you can scare me but you cannot hurt me! My first view of The Thing from a distance was of a white-haired man wearing a dark suit. The Thing must have sensed my presence because he immediately turned around. He said: Toting, paano ba lumabas dito (How do you get out of here)? Secretary Raul Gonzalez seemed as relieved as I was. The then newly appointed justice secretary had followed me through the secret door and somehow had gotten lost in the Palace labyrinth. The two men later learned it was Gonzalez?s footsteps, and not those of a ghost, that Bunye had heard. Real or imagined, ghosts have the run of Malacañang, making it truly a place not for the faint-hearted.

Sources:
http://newsinfo.inquirer.net/inquirerheadlines/nation/view/20101031-300680/Mr-Brown-lives-in-RPs-most-haunted-house-Palace
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Malacañan_Palace

Mary Cherry Chua

Mary Cherry Chua (commonly known Mary Chua) was a high school student of a popular all-girls school in Quezon City, Metro Manila. She was in second year when she was raped and killed by the janitor of the school, killed by strangling her with her necktie. The year when she was killed was in 1972. Some sources depicting her life and death mentions that the school was St. Mary's College, but I am not certain if it was really the school where she studied. Her story became popular because of the book True Philippine Ghosts Story of PSICOM Publishing Corp. The year when the story first circulated was 1992, but still it was uncertain.

According to some stories, Mary Chua was a simple, beautiful, kind, intelligent, young girl popular in her school. They also described her with long black hair, creamy white skin and chinky black eyes.

Her story found its way to urban legend because of the rumors and stories that whoever sits on the bench, which was standing in the very same place where she was killed and was near St. Joseph Building, will be possessed by her, putting the possessed person (usually a girl) in her shoe and letting that individual feel and experience her pain and struggle while being raped by the said janitor. But according to some people, it was not a bench but a drinking fountain water which in some time, instead of water it was blood coming out from the fountain.

Story

[Taken from Internet:]

One day, Mary Cherry had to stay late in school because of an activity. It was near dusk already when she said goodbye to her classmates. Later that night, the frantic parents of Mary Cherry called her classmates one by one asking if they had seen their daughter, since the girl has not arrived home yet and this was very unusual since Mary Cherry diligently goes home after school. However, not one of Mary Cherry's classmates were able to say where she was. The following morning, Mary Cherry's body was found behind a shrubbery in the school's spacious yard. She was strangled to death with her own necktie, her skirt all the way up to her chest and her panty was found below her ankles: clear indication that she was raped. Her mouth was still open, evidently she struggled for breath as her assailant choked her. Her grieving, outraged parents of course cried justice for their daughter. It was a huge scandal at that time. The school had to do damage control because what happened would not only put a black mark on the name of the school, if they wanted to keep their students (which I mentioned were all girls), they have to catch the culprit and they have to do it fast. It was the school's good luck that the rapist went forward on his own accord. It turned out to be the school janitor who was recently fired because of being caught sleeping on the job. He decided to rape a student because he knew that it will reflect negatively on the school and he just chose Mary Cherry because she was the one of the most popular girls there. He felt really guilty after doing his crime and since his conscience continued to plagued him, he decided to surrender. The janitor was put into prison and to serve as a token to Mary Cherry's memory, the school administration erected a stone bench on the exact spot where she her body was found with the words "In Memory of Mary Cherry Chua" engraved on it. However, the story doesn't end there. According to the students of that school, those who dared to sit on that bench will be possessed by Mary Cherry Chua. She will be made to feel how Mary Cherry felt during her last minutes in the world. Some of those who happens to pass that stone bench during dusk sometimes sees a figure of a young girl, crying nearby, perhaps crying because her bright future was taken away from her...

For whole real-life story of Mary Cherry Chua in series, click the following:

Wattpad.com - The Case Unclosed Story of Mary Cherry Chua

Pinoy-horror-stories.blogspot.com - Mary Chua

I found her friendster profile in a forum website which scares some of the people. Click Here. But some speculated that this account was created by some people who just wanted to make use of her scary story.

There was another rumor that she actually did not die of being raped and murdered by the janitor but because of her illness. Well, no one want to believe on that datum because they assume that those who spread the said information just want to hide the true story of Mary Chua.

Sources:
http://pinoy-horror-stories.blogspot.com/2011/05/mary-cherry-chua.html

What's in the river?

In Philippines, whenever someone was drowned in a river they often quote, there's a ghost over there., which was the cause of one's death. Some people may say, a monster dwells on it. Well, my grandma told me one reason why many people thought there's something on the river. The main reason is, the first ghost (or first individual) who died there, still haunts the place - the river.

Mga Sirena (Mermaids), mga Siyokoy (Mermans), mga Engkanto o Diwata (Fairies) and other unknown entities were the most usual cause of drownung in rivers. Even in Japan, they believe that Kappas are the reason why children disappear in rivers. They believe, those monsters snatch or kidnap children for some reason, perhaps, as food.

Back to Philippines, there are many ghost stories (or monster stories) subjecting rivers that kill people for unknown cause. I found a this story on a social networking site:

Naniniwala ba kayo sa mga ilog, sapa o break water na nangunguha ng buhay ng tao? Kamakailan, kung narinig ninyo po sa news. Ibinalitang may isang kabataan na namang nalun0d at namatay sa Bibit Falls, sa Antipolo. Yung nasabing Falls na yun, happens to be near in our place. Pero mahaba-habang akyatan at lakaran kung manggagaling pa samin. (Parang mountain-climbing lang..lol) dahil mabundok na banda ro0n. Medyo liblib at mapuno. Tanda ko di ko pa narating un nung high school kami, pero marami ak0ng classmate na madalas din dun at ung iba malapit dun mismo nakatira.. Sila naniniwalang ta0n-ta0n may kinukuha ung falls/ilog, kadalasan mga bata. May aksidenteng nalulunod at namamatay na tao sa falls na un. Eto pong ise-share ko e tungkol sa isang skulmate na sinasabing na-engkanto pagtapos nilang magpuntang magbabarkada sa falls na un. Kwento ito samin mismo ng mga kasama niya noong araw na yun bago siya nawala. Noong high school, nagulat na lang kami ng mabalitaan ung biglaang pagkamatay ng isang schoolmate namin. Weekend un, nagkayayaan silang magtotr0pa na maligo at magpicnic sa Falls. (Falls lang kasi tawag d2 samin nun) Habang andun daw sila, et0ng si Dhen (di nya po tunay na name ha) may nakitang pusang itim. Pinaglaruan at pinatay niya.. Yung ibang kaibigan niya sinuway sya pero dinedma na rin. Masaya daw sila nun habang naliligo sa falls, kumain at nagkuwentuhan. Wala naman daw kakaibang nangyari, biruan lang, usual na tawanan nilang magtotr0pa. Habang pauwi daw, tahimik na daw si Dhen. (Malayo kasi talaga ung falls na un kaya mahabang lakaran talaga bago sila makauwi) Kinakausap nila di naman daw kumikibo. Patuloy lang sa paglakad. Nakauwi na sila sa kanya-kanyang bahay tapos nung gabi din iy0n, nalaman nilang wala na ung kaibigan nila. Pagkauwi daw, nagpahinga tapos natulog lang si Dhen, di na nagising........ Pagtapos mabigla ng lahat ng kasama niyang mga tr0pa. Tinanung sila ng guardian ni Dhen anu bang nangyari? Kasama lang nila kanina......... Sinasabing, ung napatay niyang pusang itim ay isang engkanto. At ung kasama nilang umuwing Dhen ay katawan na lang ng saging.. *RIP skulmate*

Source:
http://www.facebook.com/pages/MY-Ghost-Story/

White Lady sa Muzon

I found this from a book. My first impression was, it seemed like an urban legend. I found it in a true ghost story book.

White Lady sa Muzon Marso 12, 2006. Alas tres ng madaling arawnang bulabuginang buong Phase X sa subdivision ng Muzon, San Jose Del Monte, Bulacan. Sa bahay ng pamilya Mahilum nagpakita ang multo ng isang babae. Malapit ang bahay sa isang malawak ba palayan na sinasabing pinanggalingan ng multo. Isang linggo bago ang malagim na pangyayaring bumalot sa bahay, unti-unting nagparamdam at nagpakita ang multo sa mga miyembro ng pamilya Mahilum mula sa sampung taong gulang na bunsong anak hanggang sa padre de pamilya. Hindi maipaliwanag ng pamilya Mahilum kung sino ang multo at kung bakit sila pinagpapakitaan at tinatakot nito. Ang padre de pamilya na si Larry Mahilum ay kasalukuyang sumasailalim sa psychiatric therapy. Mula nang magpakita ang multo sa kanya, lagi na siyang tulala at hindi makausap ng maayos.Walang makapagsabi kung ano ang totoong nangyari at ang nakita ni Larry noong madaling araw na iyon. Nagising na lamang ang mga kasama niya sa bahay, maging ang mga kapitbahay, sa kanyang sigaw. Natagpuan nila si Larry sa palayan na pinagtatataga ang sarili. ANG BAHAY SA MUZON Sa Phase X, Lot X, Block XX, Site XX makikita ang isang may katamtamang laking bungalow. Pula ang bobong at krema ang pintura ng bahay. Nababakuran ang bahay ng hanggang dibdib na pader. Puro namumulaklak na halaman naman ang paligid ng bakuran. Dito nakatira ang pamilya Mahilum. Sa likod ng kanilang bahay naroon ang malawak na palayan. Bago ang insidente noong ika-12 ng Marso, laging bukas ang mga bintana at pintuan ng bahay. Pero simula nang magwala si Larry at pagtatagain ang kanyang sarili, lagi nang sarado ang mga bintana at pintuan. Laging nakakandado ang gate at laging patay ang ilaw kahit gabi. MGA PANAYAM 1.Marco Mahilum Sampung taong gulang, grade IV sa Muzon Elementary School. Payat, katamtaman ang tangkad, at may kaitiman. Sa oras ng panayam, kapansin-pansin ang puting marka ng kamay sa kanyang pisngi. May kaunting sinat at ubo. "Nag-iisa po ako noon sa bahay. Umalis po kasi sila Mama at Papa papuntang bayan. Si Ate po, umalis din, pumunta sa mga kaklase. Nasa sala po ako, naglalaro po nu'ng GI Joe na ibinigay ng ninong ko noong nakaraang Pasko. "Bigla na lang po akong gininaw. Nagtayuan po ang mga balahibo ko sa braso. Lumakas po 'yung ihip ng hangin, akala ko nga po uulan, pero pagtingin ko sa labas hindi naman. Inilipad po 'yung mga papel sa ibabaw ng mesa tapos 'yung kurtina rin po. "Pagtingin ko po sa likod ko, andun 'yung babae. Puti ang kanyang suot at mahabang-mahaba ang kanyang buhok. Duguan ang kanyang mukha, pati nga po 'yung luhang dumadaloy sa mga mata niya ay kulay pula. "Naihi po ako sa sobrang takot. Hindi po ako makagalaw at makapagsalita. Ni hindi nga po ako makasigaw. Lumulutang po ang babae. Itim na itim po ang kanyang mga paa na parang balot ng putik. "Lumapit po siya sa akin, tapos hinawakan niya ang aking pisngi. Ang lamig po ng kanyang kamay. Heto pa nga po 'yung markang kanyang kamay. Tapos, bigla na lang siyang nawala. "Umiyak po ako pagkatapos mawala ng babae. Masakit po kasi ang aking pisngi. Pagdating nila Mama, ikinuwento ko ang nangyari pero hindi sila naniwala." - end of tape - 2. Lisa Mahilum Labinwalong taong gulang, second year sa isang sa isang computer college. Nagtatrabaho nang part-time sa isang restawran bilang crew.Katamtaman ang pangangatawan. Mahaba ang buhok at bilugan ang mukha. Sa panahon ng panayam, kapansin-pansin ang pagiging magugulatin ni Lisa. Malayo ang tingin at malalim ang iniisip. "Sabado noon. Bumisita po 'yung mga pinsan ko mula Pangasinan. Mga lima po kaming nagkakatuwaan sa sala. May salu-salo po at konting inuman. "Kumuha po kami ng mga litrato gamit 'yung digital camera ni Kuya Jun-jun. 'Yung panghuli pong kuha nu'ng group picture ako ang kumuha. "Nu'ng pagtingin ko po sa camera, bigla pong may isang babae roon na naka-puti. Akala ko nga po 'yung kurtina lang 'yun. Pero nu'ng tingnan ko ulit, andun pa rin siya. Katabi niya ang mga pinsan ko. Pero 'di tulad ng mga pinsan kong nagtatawanan, ang babae ay lumuluha. Dugo ang kanyang iniluluha. May sugat siya sa noo. Matagal ko pong tinitigan ang babae sa camera. Nainip na nga po 'yung mga pinsan ko kaya inagaw na ni Ate Kristine 'yung camera para siya na lang daw ang kumuha ng litrato. "Pinapunta niya ako sa may bintana kasama ang iba pang pinsan ko para kunan ng litrato. Hindi ko masabi sa kanila na may nakita akong babae. Natakot ako. Pagpunta ko roon sa bintana, biglang umihip nang malakas ang hangin. Binalutan ako ng kurtina, ang lamig-lamig ng pakiramdam ko. "Tapos, hindi ko na alam ang sumunod na nangyari. Paggising ko, umaga na, sabi nila nahimatay daw ako sa sobrang kalasingan. Pero hindi naman kasi ako uminom nang marami nu'n, kaya imposibleng lasing ako nang mga oras na 'yun." - end of tape - 3. Hermie Mahilum Apatnapung limang taong gulang. Maybahay ni Larry Mahilum at ina nina Marco at Lisa Mahilum. Paminsan-minsa'y tumatanggap ng patahi ng mga kurtina at punda. Sa oras ng panayam, balisa at hindi mapakali si Ginang Mahilum. Panay ang punas sa pawisang mukha. "Alas onse iyon. Nagsasahod ako ng tubig sa labas ng bahay kasi hindi pumasok sa loob ang tubig. Wala ring tubig kapag umaga kasi may ginagawang tubo diyan sa kanto. "Tahimik na tahimik ang paligid noon. Kahit ang palayan sa likod ay wala man lang ingay, kahit lagaslas ng mga dahon ng palay. Wala akong masyadong maaninag. Katatapos lang ng kabilugan ng buwan kaya manipis ang liwanag sa paligid. "Nakita ko mula sa palayan ang isang babae. Nakakasilaw ang puti niyang damit. Lumulutang siya sa ibabaw ng mga palay. Duguan ang kanyang mukha. Duguan ang kanyang kaliwang kamay. Puro putik ang kanyang paa. Mahabang-mahaba ang kanyang buhok. "Lumulutang siya papalapit sa akin. Nanlilisik ang kanyang mga mata. Hindi bumubuka ang kanyang bibig pero naririnig ko sa loob ng aking tenga na sumisigaw siya. Umiiyak at nagmamakaawa. Sumigawa ako ng sumigaw. Tinawag ko ang aking asawa at ang mga bata. "Paglabas nila, itinuro ko sa kanila kung saan naroon ang babae. Pero wala na siya roon. Lumabas pa kami sa kalsada para tingnan kung nasa paligid pa siya pero isang asong gala lang ang nakita namin." - end of tape - 4. Larry Mahilum Apatnapung taong gulang. Construction worker. Sa oras ng panayam, tulala at tahimik si Ginoong Mahilum. Nakabenda ang kanyang dibdib dulot ng mga sugat mula sa sariling itak. Nakabenda at sariwang-sariwa pa ang sugat sa kaliwang braso. Nataga at naputol niya ang sariling kamay. "Si Maricel iyon. Ang kanyang mga mata. Ang kanyang mga mata. Impyerno ang kanyang mga mata. Si Maricel iyon." - end of tape - SINO SI MARICEL? Tikom ang bibig ni Hermie Mahilum nang tanungin kung sino ang Maricel na tinutukoy ni Larry Mahilum. Wala raw siyang kilalang Maricel. Gayon din ang mga anak na sina Marco at Lisa. Ngunit nang ipagsiyasat, natuklasang may isang nagngangalang Maricel Sembrano na tumira sa bahay ng mga Mahilum mula Pebrero 2001 hanggang Marso 2004. 5. Esther Jalosjos Kapitbahay ng mga Mahilum. Matandang dalaga. Nagtitinda ng barbecue sa tapat ng bahay at naging malapit na kaibigan ni Maricel. "Kamag-anak nila si Maricel galing Pangasinan. Kinuha siya nila Hermie para maging katulong. Hindi ako sigurado sa kanyang edad pero malamang na disisais o disisiyete. Naalala kong nabanggit niyang baging gradweyt lang siya ng high school. "Alas kwatro pa lang ng umaga bumabangon na siya para maglaba o magsahod ng tubig. Tahimik at mahinhin, hindi siya gaanong lumalabas ng bahay. Lumalabas lang 'yan kapag wala ang pamilya. Dito siya sa akin umiistambay at nakikipagkuwentuhan. "Isang araw, bigla na lang nawala si Maricel. Pinalayas daw ni Hermie matapos matuklasang buntis. Pinabalik si Maricel sa probinsiya, ngunit isang linggo matapos siyang umalis, natagpuan ang kanyang naaagnas na bangkay sa gitna ng palayan. May natagpuang kalawanging alambre sa pagitan ng kanyang mga hita. "Nakakasuka. Itim na itik ang lupa dahil sa dugong natuyo roon. Puro uod ang mukha ni Maricel. Andami-daming langaw. "Walang makapagsabi kung sino ang may gawa nu'n. Sabi ng mga pulis na nag-imbestiga, si Maricel rin mismo ang may gawa nu'n sa kanyang sarili. Siguro nahihiya rin siya at natatakot kasi at nabuntis nang hindi pa ikinakasal. "Hindi nalaman kung sino ang ama ng ipinagbubuntis ni Maricel. Wala naman siyang kasintahan. Pero sino ba ang lalaking palagi niyang kasama sa bahay? 'Di ba si Larry lang naman?" - end of tape - Nanatiling tikom ang bibig ng pamilya Mahilum simula noon hanggang sa makalimutan na ng mga taga-Muzon ang pangyayari. Ngayon, binasag nila ang kanilang pananahimik at piniling magsalita para ipagtanggol at ipaliwanag ang kanilang sarili sa haka ng mga kapitbahay na sila'y nababaliw na. Ngayong araw, ipinasya ng mga doktor na dalhin muna sa mental hospital si Larry para suriin at bigyang lunas. Ngayong araw din ang saktong araw nang mamatay si Maricel dalawang taon na ang nakakaraan.

White Lady, Black Lady, Red Lady and Brown Lady

I am so curious about the three kinds of lady ghosts - the famous White lady, the mysterious Black Lady, the unknown Red Lady and the infamous Brown Lady. I can't believe that, there are a bunch of lady ghosts with distinguishing color each. What if they haunt in the same place, perhaps, it will be the most colorful, unique and scary place ever?

By the way, there are three kinds of lady ghosts known:

1) The old story of the crying lady, sometimes said to be looking for her lost children, and sometimes warns of impending death. Usually said to head for the town square or a river.

2) The classic lady by the road, sometimes you pass her by repeatedly then disappear, and sometimes they just vanish immediately as you look back. Usually said to disappear by the bridge or a cemetery.

3) The modern hitchhiker lady, sometimes you drop her off at a certain destination of her request, and sometimes she vanishes as you pass by a cemetery. Usually, the driver would later find out that the lady was dead either from people who knew her or from a gravestone.

White Lady

A White Lady is a type of female ghost reportedly seen in rural areas and associated with some local legend of tragedy. White Lady legends are found around the world. Common to many of them is the theme of losing or being betrayed by a husband or fiancé. They are often associated with an individual family line or said to be a harbinger of death similar to a banshee. I considered white ladies as the most famous of them all, because other countries are familiar with this kind of ghost. While the three, they are much unusual to others.

In Philippines, white lady is called as Kaperosa, but most Filipinos named this ghost in English. Kaperosa is a female spirit with no face or a spirit covered in blood which has been reportedly seen in empty buildings, near forests, on roads (especially at night) and on cliffs.

Appearances

In United Kingdom, Old Mill Hotel is said to be haunted by the white lady from long ago. A lady was engaged to a man and was due to be married in the old mill hotel. On their wedding day, the lady's fiance never arrived to the wedding, as he was beaten

up by another man who also wanted the lady. The lady was upset and angry, so she ran to the Nine arches where the trains run past. She sat on the edge crying and forlorn. A train rushed passed her and she jumped in fright, falling to the ground dead. For the rest of her fiance's life, the white lady (the lady who died in her white wedding dress) haunted him for apparently not loving her. Her grave is near the old mill hotel and she is said to be seen sitting under a beautiful tree.

The Castle Huntly, Scotland, is said to be haunted by a young woman dressed in flowing white robes. There are various stories concerning her history, one of which is that she was a daughter of the Lyon family who occupied the castle in the 17th century. When her affair with a manservant was discovered she was banished to a tower on the battlements. Unable to endure her suffering, she threw herself to her death from the tower. The ghost of the White Lady has been seen a number of times over the years, often on the grounds surrounding the castle. She has also been seen in the room in which she was imprisoned.

Muncaster Castle in the county of Cumbria is reputed to be one of England's most haunted houses. The vengeful ghost in white of Mary Bragg, a foul-mouthed local girl who was murdered by being hanged from the Main Gate by drunken youths in the 19th century after they had kidnapped her for a joke, is also referred to as the white lady. The white lady has been sighted in Chadkirk, Manchester going across the canal on a banana boat.

Roughwood Nature Reserve in the Black Country also has had a high number of paranormal incidents, including sightings of a woman in a white dress, drenched in ichor from the lake where it is rumored her body was abandoned. Local myths suggest this is the spirit of Pauline Kelly, who with her daughter Evelyn disappeared in the mid-19th century. The local community has a Halloween tradition involving wearing white dresses and speaking the mocking rhyme: "White Lady, White Lady, I'm the one who killed your baby."

In United States, a local legend tells of the White Lady of Acra, the ghost of a woman who died on her way home from her wedding night in the 19th century. Although no one has come into contact with her, many older people claim to have seen her especially on the abandoned dirt road near the Parchments and Castle Hill which she is rumored to haunt.

Another legend tells of the White Lady jumping off the Portchester Castle while she was carrying a child she didn't want. Her spirit is said to haunt the castle to this day.

In Germany, a white woman was first reported to be seen in the Berliner Schloss in 1625 and sightings have been reported up until 1790.

In the Philippines, the white lady is reportedly seen in Balete Drive of Quezon City and in Loakan Road of Baguio City. Both dwell in trees and haunts at roads, where, other said, they died from an accident or from being raped and was murdered. There are many ghost stories that depict this kind of ghost in the Philippines, with different reasons why they haunt the place, and how they became one.

Black Lady

Should I consider the black lady a banshee too? Actually, I don't know what they are. But I think yes, the only difference between the white and black ladies are the dress they wear as a ghost. They are sometimes associated with devils because they were black. Some says, they are more dangerous than the white lady. How good white ladies are, is equaled by black ladies for being wicked. They appear similar to how the white ladies appear in front of you. Their origin is almost the same as that of the white one. They may be harmful and vengeful. There are only few information or records about this creature.

Appearances

In Lincolnshire, England, the black lady of Bradley Woods is a ghost which reportedly haunts the woods near the village of Bradley. Alleged eyewitnesses have described her as being young and pretty, around 5'6" tall, dressed in a flowing black cloak and a black hood that obscures her hair but reveals her mournful, pale, tear-soaked face. According to the legend she has never harmed anyone and has only ever proved to be a pitiful, if unnerving sight.

The story is known to have been told for many generations. It was once used by parents to frighten children; this appears to have been a common practice among parents in the area, and children were warned that if they were not safely in bed by a certain time "the black lady will get you!".

One theory that has been put forward is that the Black Lady is the ghost of a nun. She appears dressed in black and at nearby Nunsthorpe (now an area of Grimsby) where a convent existed until the Reformation. This theory gives no reason as to why the Black Lady should have moved from Nunsthorpe to Bradley, 2 miles (3.2 km) away. Also, though she may be dressed in black, few if any eyewitnesses have described her appearance as matching that of a nun.

Another possible explanation is that she is a spinster who at one time lived a life of isolation in her cottage in the woods far enough away from the village. If village children had come across a woman living on her own in the woods, who became angry when her privacy and solitude was breached, then imaginary tales of witchcraft could have exaggerated the legend.

Neither of these theories ties in with the folklore.

In Fort Warren, Georges Island, Massachusetts, there was a famous legend about a lady in black. Here's the story: (by Edward Rowe Snow)

... During the War between the States, hundreds of prisoners were captured by General Burnside at Roanoke Island. Among the group incarcerated at Fort Warren in the Corridor of Dungeons was a young lieutenant who had been married only a few weeks before. He succeeded in getting a message to his young wife by the underground railroad, giving complete directions as to where he was and how she could reach him. Being very much in love, she obtained passage on a small sloop, and landed in Hull a few weeks later. She quickly located the home of a Southerner in that town and was fitted out with a pistol and dressed in men's clothing. Choosing a dark, rainy night, the lady rowed across Nantasket Road and finally landed on the beach at Georges Island. Slipping noiselessly by the sentries, she reached the ditch under the Corridor of Dungeons. After giving a prearranged signal, she was hoisted up to the carronade embrasure and pulled through the opening. As soon as husband and wife had exchanged greetings, they made plans for the future. The prisoners decided to dig their way out of the dungeon into the parade ground and set to work. Unfortunately for their plans, a slight miscalculation brought their tunnel with hearing of Northern soldiers stationed on the other side of the wall.

The commanding officer, Colonel Dimick, was notified and the whole scheme was quickly exposed. The brave little woman, when cornered, attempted to fire at the Colonel, but the gun was of the old-fashioned pepper box type and exploded, killing her husband. Colonel Dimick had no alternative but to sentence her to hang as a spy. She made one last request: that she be hanged in women's clothing. After a search of the fort, some robes were found which had been worn by one of the soldiers during an entertainment, and the plucky girl went to her death wearing these robes. At various times through the years, the Ghost of the Lady in Black has returned to haunt the men quartered at the fort.

Once, three soldiers were walking under the great arched sallyport at the entrance to the fort, and there before them, in the fresh snow, were five impressions of a girl's shoe leading nowhere and coming from nowhere. Ten years before World War II, a certain sergeant from Fort Banks was climbing to the top of the ladder which leads to the Corridor of Dungeons when he heard a voice warning him, saying: "Don't come in here!" Needless to say, he did not venture further.

There actually are on record court-martial cases of men who have shot at ghost-like figures while on sentry duty, and one poor man deserted his post, claiming he had been chased by the lady of the black robes. For many years the traditional poker game was enjoyed in the old ordnance storeroom, and at ten o'clock one night a stone was rolled the entire length of the storeroom. As all the men on the island were playing poker, no explanation could be found. When the same thing happened the next time that the men played poker in the evening, the group at the card table decreased appreciably.

By the end of the month the ordnance storeroom was deserted, and since that time, if any of the enlisted men wished to indulge in that pastime, they chose another part of the island. The ghost of the "Lady in Black" was, of course, blamed for the trouble.

In the Philippines, there was this news about a 10-year-old child who saw a black lady. Here is the whole story: (by Ria Mae Y. Booc/FPL)

Black ghost hounds pupil in Dalaguete?
CEBU, Philippines - The appearance of a “black lady” to a 10-year-old pupil in the middle of her discussion prompted grade four teacher Zita Hayo of Dalaguete Elementary School to suspend her class yesterday.

The pupils in the grade four class were terrified when one of their female classmates suddenly burst into tears because of fear. The pupil told her teacher that she is seeing a “black lady” in the classroom. She described it having black eyes with blood dripping from her mouth.

Hayo said she first noticed the unusual behavior of the pupil last Monday. According to her, she was having her class discussion in the morning when the pupil suddenly cried without any reason.

When she asked the child what was wrong the latter told her that a “black lady” appeared before her. Hayo referred the incident to their principal, Cecelia Cartilla.

They referred the child to healing minister Vioh Amamampang who performed a prayer over on the child. They also called the child’s parents who brought her to the district hospital. Upon examination, the doctors found her negative of any disease.

However, the same incident occurred yesterday morning prompting the principal to investigate the child. She said the pupil is not insane, in fact, she was doing well in her class.

Cartilla said the pupil told her that the “black lady” first appeared in her dreams and introduced herself as Nunita Cabal.

Cabal allegedly told the child that she died long ago and that she needs prayers. The “black lady” asked the child to offer prayers for her because she has no families to pray for her.

The pupil was allegedly instructed to offer five masses for her within five Sundays.

Upon hearing the child’s story, Cartilla said she immediately asked her staff to offer a prayer for the soul of Cabal. However, the pupil screamed and went wild because she is allegedly seeing different faces telling her that Cabal is not worthy of prayers.

This prompted Cartilla to send the pupil to Santo Rosario Parish in Cebu City for spiritual healing. – (FREEMAN)

Red Lady

Like other two ladies above, this ghost is wearing a robe or a gown in red from where she got her name as Red Lady. In stories I had read, the author said that this ghost is the most dangerous of the three, dangerous than the Black lady. It can give you goosebumps more that what you feel to black ladies. They said, red ladies died because of sexual abuses.

Appearances

There was a real ghost story that tells about a lady in red in University of Santo Thomas in the Philippines. According to the story, the lady in red was published in a news

paper of the said university for their All-Saint's-Day edition. The ghost haunts in the main campus, which was the oldest building, in the comfort room. The shocking thing about her is, she wears high heels. They would hear the rhythmic tock-tocking of her high-heeled shoes in the hallway, but mostly in the lady's powder room.

(by Triglyceride on PEX)

... the story goes there was this student who went in there and as she was relieving herself she heard someone walk in the restroom...tok tok tok tok the sound was unmistakable ...high heeled shoes....so there she was relieving herself when all of a sudden someone started pounding on the door of her bathroom stall. The door doesn't go all the way to the floor so you know...you could see the feet of whoever's in front of the door..well she got annoyed at how rude this person was so she said sandali lang! at the same time her eyes automatically drifted down at the bottom of the floor.....

she didn't see any pair of feet....and yet the pounding continued...

she looked above the door and that was the time she saw the lady in red angrily looking down at her...

In Montgomery, Alabama, there was this Red Lady in Huntingdon College. It is a ghost said to haunt the former Pratt Hall dormitory at Huntingdon College in Montgomery, Alabama. Her story is told in Huntingdon alumnus Kathryn Tucker Windham's book 13 Alabama Ghosts and Jeffrey.

According to Windham and historian Daniel Barefoot, there have actually been two ghosts alleged to have haunted Huntingdon College. The first appeared in the late nineteenth century, while the college was still located in the town of Tuskegee, Alabama. She was described as a young woman wearing a scarlet dress and carrying a scarlet parasol who walked wordlessly up and down the halls of a women's dormitory late one night, bathed in a red glow. This apparition, according to Windham, ultimately left the residence hall and disappeared from view as she passed through a gateway outside. The alleged identity or origin of this wraith has never been determined, and she was apparently never seen again. [Click Here for other information]

Brown Lady

Another kind of colored ghost. Maybe the brown lady is the rarest of the four. I don't know about this creature, I had just stumbled upon this. Actually, I only know three colored lady ghost, not four. I can't believe that there's another one.

Appearances

The Brown Lady of Raynham Hall is a ghost which reportedly haunts Raynham Hall in Norfolk. It became one of the most famous hauntings in Great Britain when the image of the 'Brown Lady' was captured by photographers from Country Life magazine who were photographing the staircase in 1936, where it would become one of the most famous paranormal photographs of all time. The "Brown Lady" is so named because of the brown brocade dress it is claimed she wears.

This black-and-white picture depicted here (left) is thought to be that of Lady Dorothy Townshend, wife of Charles Townshend, 2nd Viscount of Raynham, residents of Raynham Hall in Norfolk, England in the early 1700s.

According to legend, the "Brown Lady of Raynham Hall" is the ghost of Lady Dorothy Walpole (1686-1726), the sister of Robert Walpole, generally regarded as the first Prime Minister of Great Britain. She was the second wife of Charles Townshend, who was notorious for his violent temper. The story says that when Townshend discovered that his wife had committed adultery with Lord Wharton he punished her by locking her in her rooms in the family home, Raynham Hall. According to Mary Wortley Montagu, Dorothy was in fact entrapped by the Countess of Wharton. She invited Dorothy over to stay for a few days knowing that her husband would never allow her to leave it, not even to see her children. She remained at Raynham Hall until her death in 1726 from smallpox. [Click Here for more about this.]

Philippines

Questions of Filipinos:

Where did the belief of Filipinos for White Ladies (and also the other colors) originated?

So here's the answer:

Long time ago, before the time of Spanish colonialism, ancient Filipinos believe that every living and non-living things possess Kaluluwa (Soul) - Animism. These beings are actually called Diwata. They were usually depicted wearing white clothes and live within every trees, plants, etc. Filipinos believe, at that time, that they were gentle and helpful to people, but as time pass by, it changed. Suddenly, this creatures became white ladies by the influence of Americans.

Aside of that, the colors that vary from one lady to another symbolizes what their attitude is. Filipinos believe that, white symbolizes good and kind and black were wicked.

Others:

Aside of the four ladies above, there are more:

The Blue Lady is the ghost of a woman reportedly seen in and around the Moss Beach Distillery Cafe in Moss Beach, California; she is so-named because she usually dressed all in blue. She is said to originate from the Prohibition era.[1]

The Pink Lady is the unknown woman who visit the Grove Park Inn in Ashevile during the 1920's, and was a guest of room 545. Dressed in a long, pink, flowing gown, the woman fell to her death over the stone wall from the second floor. Though her body was removed, it seems that her spirit has lingered behind.[2]

The Gray Ladies are the ghosts of women who died violently for the sake of love or through the heartless actions of a family member. They are tragic figures and many ghosts fit this description. They are the lonely women ghosts who wandering the world, lost. There are grey lady stories throughout the world and they are as prolific as any ghost story, but my favorite Gray lady is a girl named Kate.[3]

The Green Lady of Caerphilly Castle. Old local legends suggested that the green lady was a very abnormal looking old crooked hag character. In fact The Green Lady was a french lady called Alice who apparently died after her lover was executed. She was basicalled having an affair, She was married to the dude living in the castle at the time and she went to confess her sins to a local monk who told the dude she was married to who owned the castle, he had the lover killed the monk killed and alice died of a broken heart. She is very occasionally seen by many people, Also the castle famous leaning tower smells of lavendar perfurme now and again but no wild lavendar grows in the area. [4]

That's all the color I found in Internet. Most of them died because of love, from unfinished wedding to deserted by a partner. Thus, being heart-broken, there arise a ghost. In addition to that, all the given ladies above, except the Gray (grey) Ladies, were so-called because of the color of gown, robe or any kind of dress they wear when they died or how they appear to human as their color.

I also wanted to research male ghosts in colors. Do you think I can find one?

If you know another colored lady or gentleman ghost, e-mail me at philurbanlegends@ymail.com or message me at http://www.facebook.com/PhilippineUrbanLegends for full data and story about them.

Visit also this site:

[1] http://seeker7.hubpages.com/hub/The-Colour-of-Ghosts

[2] http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_ghosts

[3] https://sites.google.com/site/paranormalirgsite/home/paranormal-dictionary/j---k---l

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http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Black_Lady_of_Bradley_Woods
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http://www.philstar.com/Article.aspx?articleId=660132&publicationSubCategoryId=107
http://pinoy-horror-stories.blogspot.com/2011/06/red-lady-on-ust.html
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Red_Lady_of_Huntingdon_College
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brown_Lady_of_Raynham_Hall
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http://www.strangehistory.net/blog/wp-content/uploads/2020/01/white-woman-ghosts.jpg

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