Lived in a very old house with 5 dudes in a little town when i got in Japan years ago.
Weirdest thing was,after certain hours at night nobody came out of the dorms to do anything,not even to take a piss,they had pet bottles and they would take a leak in it at night but NOT go out of the dorms.
First time i took a night off ,everyone was at the factory, left me alone in the house.
At some time at night,i was already sleeping, I heard sounds of someone coming up the stairs and checking the door.
I thought it was the room mate coming back sooner then normal so I didn’t played much attention to it.
Then i felt like someone puts its weight over me,then started to whisper in my ear.
Female voice speaking in Japanese(which I didn’t understand at the time)she kept repeating the same sentence.
I was half sleep at that point and I thought it was my sister trying to wake me up(like she always did at weekends)to then remember that my sister was in another country and she didn’t speak japanese at all!
I tried to get up,had to put some effort to lift the weight over me,i sat down bedside and think to myself “ i had a bad dream”.
The bedroom is half dark,half lit(like the morning light was coming through the curtains already) but I check the watch and it was still 4 in the morning.
i feel a weird presence ...Look around,there’s nothing there,then i look above and in the ceiling...that’s something floating...circling around the chandelier.
White haze.
I slowly get up,open the door, get out of the room without looking back,get out of the house in my undies and stop outside in the garden for 2 hours.
its morning then , people are coming out to for work and here i am in my whities outside the house which doesn’t look good on the neighbors.
i take some courage pills and go back inside and sit in the kitchen.
Few minutes later the rest the gang comeback from work and look at me.
First thing they say?
“ohhh you saw it too don’t yah?”
Comes that everyone living there already had saw “something”one of the dudes was taking a leak and an old white woman without feet passed in front of him.
Other listened to whisper ,walking sounds and door being checked in the middle of the night.
We went to the factory management to complain and ask to be moved to another house.
They said that at the time,there wasn’t any other available,but since our complaint was about a “ghost”they would ask a priest to go there and check it out.
Priest comes in and say “i need to check around the house first”
First thing he does is go back in the garden to check a little sanctuary.
He opens it and inside there is a little urn closed in a silky small sack.
He says “this one was calling to you,asking for it’s family”
it turned out that the family who rented house left the ashes of an ancestor in there and moved out.
And the old woman was looking out for his real family.
The priest said we were lucky that it was a good soul,because if “it “ felt we were trespassing it could really get bad.
Now ask me if I believe in ghosts?