This story is a story our father told us when we were children. At that time, my great-grandfather was still alive. My great-grandfather didn't really believe in ghosts or spirits.

When people hold ceremonies related to these matters, they rarely participate. Our houses are three houses next to each other.

It is a one-story wooden house with a basement. The house is made from old teak wood. In the house there is a pole for pouring oil.

When relatives come, they come to stay in this house. Everyone said in the same voice that they had really encountered it.

Last night I didn't sleep all night and he said he saw it.

A woman sat and sobbed next to that pillar. Just as he was about to sleep, he heard crying again.

So I slept until morning. One day there was a large termite mound behind the house. An old man

The old man said not to smash. Otherwise, something bad will enter the house, but your great-grandfather won't believe it. So I called an Islamic doctor to perform a ceremony and then tossed it away. Late that night, great-grandfather was sleeping. It felt like someone was pulling me down until I fell under the house. The first night, he thought Ramo had agreed. When I came the second night,

Entering the bathroom, as soon as I opened the door, a large fireball hit my face. The great-grandfather fell in the bathroom and hit his head on the floor. When he was able to walk out, he told the people in the house. His mouth became distorted. After that day, he could not walk again. He was paralyzed and bedridden until he died. This is up to people to believe or not, and we're 50-50.

Because at that time we had not yet been born. There is only this matter. If you want to hear any stories, please comment. I'll tell you soon. Hello.