This short story is my first horror short story. And it might be the last thing if no one clicks like at all. The first experience of fear in my life that I can imagine. I was only five years old at the time. My family is a big family. There were seven members in the house, including Grandma, Grandpa, and two uncles.

My older brother, my son's younger brother, named P'Ton, is five years older than me. My father and I

In the early evening of one day while I was taking a shower in the bathroom. P'Ton stood in front of the bathroom and shouted,

“The ghost has stuck its tongue out through the vent. The ghost has stuck its tongue out through the vent.”

Those words made me shiver in fear. Because he imagined the image of a ghost sticking out his tongue in his head. I cried out loudly. P'Ton likes to tease me about ghosts in this way often. Until I didn't dare come to the bathroom alone at night. The house we live in is a two-story house. After Grandma and Grandpa finished watching the evening news

So he went to sleep on the upper floor of the house. I sleep in the same room as my father. At that time, Dad turned off the lights in the room. Then turn on the TV and watch until late at night. But at that time, I felt a sudden ache. I told my father

“Dad, can you take me to the bathroom?”

Father replied in a firm voice.

“No! Go down yourself.”

I begged my father again.

“Dad, please take me to the bathroom. I'm afraid of ghosts.”

Father confirmed it again.

“Go by yourself, what are you afraid of?”

Grandma is old and cannot walk easily. When you go to sleep on the upper floor You have to pick up a small bucket. Come up with me so I can pee on it when I have to pee late at night. Grandma's room was close to mine. I knew she had a urine container. So I walked into Grandma's room. As soon as I pulled down my pants to piss Grandma shouted,

“Don't pee in there. It's already full. Go down and pee in the bathroom over there!”

I don't know how to solve this problem. I went to my room and cried. I stopped and stood on my bed, pulled down my pants, took out my penis and wet myself on the bed. Dad made a giant face at me. and got up from the bed Suddenly, Father slammed his palm into the middle of my back, making a loud noise and scolding me,

“From today until the day I die Don't do this again.”

I cried loudly for a while. Then use the back of your hand to wipe away the tears on both cheeks. After that, he walked down and sat hugging his knees and crying in front of the bathroom.