Teacher's Camp in Baguio City, Philippines
Most Haunted places in Philippines
At Teacher's Camp, a popular location for company meetings and school seminars, visitors claim to have heard mysterious voices and seen weird shadows. Legend has it that the camp, constructed as a tent-city for teachers during the American Occupation, was built on an old battleground for Baguio's indigenous citizens. It seems that some of the warriors who lost their lives here have never left.
A close encounter with a lovestruck ghost at the Teachers' Camp
Paranormal activity in Baguio City, Philippines
http://s1.hubimg.com/u/11041112_f260.jpg"The former Miss V who is a daughter of a pastor had a close encounter with a lovestruck ghost at the Teachers' Camp in Baguio City. She was teaching in a university when this incident happened, not to mention that she was still single and had just broken up with her medical intern-boyfriend.
My friend's group planned to stay at the Teachers' Camp for their summer sojourn in Baguio. Although the camp accepted non-academic groups for the use of the facilities, they still thought that it would be much easier for them to be accommodated if they have a referral from someone in the academe.
I was requested to get that referral from my friend, Miss V. I met her during her lunch break at the faculty room. While handing to me the letter, she asked me if I believe in ghosts.
I said yes, but I did not tell her that I could see one. I sensed that she was reluctant to discuss what she considered as unbelievable. It was another faculty who urged her to tell a story about the ghost at the Teachers' Camp.
Their church had this summer leadership training for the youth of their parish. She was responsible for the program and activities. Together with her in a room were the invited speakers who were also her colleagues in the academe. The two first two days were scheduled for the lectures and the remaining two were for the activities. The last day would be for the graduation of the participants and tour of Baguio City.
The program turned out to be going on smoothly on the first day that Miss V decided to retire to her room in the mid afternoon . Her monthly period that gave her stomach and leg cramps and nauseous feeling was killing her.
It must have been three o clock when she awoke with an uncanny feeling that she was not alone. In the semi-darkness of the room, she looked around and had the distinct impression that there was an intruder in the place. Thinking that it was one of those male youths with them in the training, she looked out into the room. At the corner, she saw what appeared to be a dark figure. It was a man and though she could not make out any features, he seemed lifelike as any human intruder might be.
She did not move while she waited for the intruder to leave. But he didn't. She was scared when the figure approached her bed and touched the pillow. She seemed she heard him spoke and sung a song in the native dialect of the province. She was being serenaded with a love song!!!
She knew that she was very much awake but she was paralyzed and was trembling at the same time.When she was about to cry for help, he vanished into thin air. She knew all along that she wasn't dealing with any flesh-and blood person but a ghost.
Her friends did not allow her to be alone any time of the day after she told them the story.
A lady friend was requested to sleep by her side. They prayed together before bed time.
On the third night, she was awakened by the singing and the scent of flowers. She woke up her friends in anticipation of his appearance.
Unfortunately, it was only she who could hear the song. But they could smell the flowers inside the room.
Even without seeing the 'ghost" the group made an appeal to him to spare their friends from this haunting.
Miss V told the group that on the fourth night, the ghost bid farewell and asked for an apology that he disturbed her. But in his apology, there was no hint that he realized that he was already dead. Now Miss V is already a missus but she has not forgotten about the ghost-admirer."
- Cathy