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Someone taught me to play pen fairy in junior high school before, and I thought it was weird, but I didn't fully believe it. High school dormitory, eight-person room. There is a student Y who has a cheerful and lively personality, and she is very interested in the matter of the pen fairy that I mentioned. So everyone played together. Anyone who has heard of the pen fairy knows that the two of them share a pen, and after they come out, ask questions, and the pen will draw circles on the paper and circle the answers, usually the answer is only yes or no. Everyone played, someone walked slowly with their pen, someone went fast. Among them, student Y's pen walked very fast, so fast that it was a little out of control. I was one of the people who wrote with her at the time, and I had never seen it so fast, it was scary. But at the time, I still thought it was Y who was moving with the pen. I didn't pay much attention to it afterwards.

The next day, Y told me that she was drawing circles with her hands in class and was uncontrollable. At that time, everyone didn't pay much attention to this matter, because Y, who is usually very eccentric, thought she was funny.

On the third day, she began to behave strangely, talking to herself incessantly, and writing on paper with her hands. The things that are written are various words, and the connection of the content is not visible. In the evening, she suddenly changed her tone to speak, a five-year-old child named Xiaolin.

Early on the morning of the fourth day, she sat up and greeted us with joy by shouting loudly in a child's voice. Back in class, she was back to normal. In the evening, there was an old man's voice. y is constantly rotating between himself, the elderly, and the child, and the three roles, talking to himself, and the content is relaxed and homely. At that time, everyone was already beginning to feel the seriousness of the situation. But she herself didn't want to tell the adults, so we didn't tell the teacher "righteously".

On the fifth day, there were many more identities, Xiaoqian, Genghis Khan, and Qianlong. These identities did not allow Y to go to the classroom, saying that they were going to take her away, and banged her head against the wall. We cried in fright, put our pillows against the wall, shouted Y's name desperately, hugged her, and when we heard our own name she would wake up for a while, and then become another person. I found the dormitory teacher, and the teacher came over to take a look, but he didn't dare to approach, so he called Y Dad. At the same time, a male teacher came in and spoke to her. She looks hideous, saying that she is a schoolgirl who died in the dormitory a long time ago, and she is too lonely to find a companion. Our school is a key high school, and it was a girls' school a few decades ago. The male teacher's face turned green with fright. We were a group of girls crying in various ways.

Later, her dad came and brought her home. I did the rituals and went to the hospital. In the middle of the night, she called another friendly roommate and said in a child's voice, "Hehe, the doctor said I have a split personality, hehehe", which scared my classmate's phone to the ground.

The school didn't let us spread it. And we specially found a psychological counselor to guide us. It is said that student Y has too much pressure to study, which leads to a split personality. But what we can't understand is that Y is really cheerful and never feels pressured on her.

Leave of absence for one year. During this time, he came back to visit us. Probably because of the drug, the speech is very, very slow.

However, her own belief in the real cause of this incident does not rule out supernatural events.

I finished it in a state of trepidation. Because this incident is too supernatural, too terrifying, it is really a shadow for me, and every time I think about it, it is a test.

In my heart, I don't understand what happened to me today.

Today is the Yu Lan Festival on July 14 of the old calendar, I remember that in the five years, in the alleys of the Changshou market, there is a rental bookstore, 1 cent to rent two doll books, both of which are about ghosts, and the shopkeeper of the bookstore said: It is not allowed to rent late, break the superstition, and hand it over. Therefore, groups of book readers are doing very well. My mother often took me to buy groceries and read books, and the idea of ghosts has lingered since I was a child.

It was also when I was in middle school, I was in forty-three middle school, the school was at the intersection of today's Zhongshan Eight Road, nearby, it was the south bank of Bantang, at that time it was a pastoral scene, along the south bank stone roadbed, a plate of more than 2 meters long hemp stone paved, on both sides of the green trees, vegetable fields, fish ponds, small chong, etc., contrasting with each other, I often go to catch fish, catch crabs.

One afternoon after school, I went to the south bank of the small chong fishing crab, at this time about four o'clock, just the clouds closed, the sky instantly darkened a lot, I fished, the snail meat pulled into the hole, was about to go into the water to pull out the fishing line, only to see three meters wide on the opposite bank standing a person, the upper body is clear, the lower body is blurred, I wiped my eyes, I thought I was dazzled, I saw the other party wearing a felt hat, wearing a long shirt, the eyes could not see clearly, but I felt angry, I panicked when I lost the fishing rod, and walked away.

In the evening, he told his father, and he said, "He should have saved you." If you smile, you'll go into the water, and you don't know what happened? "Although I was uncertain, I couldn't remember it after a few days, and I went fishing for crabs again, and as soon as I reached the stone roadbed, I saw a large group of people running towards Xiaochong, shouting that they were drowning, and I also went home.

In the evening, I went to my classmate and talked about it, and my classmate's younger brother said: He also went to the south bank today, and he drowned not much, and there was a wound in the middle of his foot. It's strange to say, Xiaochong is only half a waist deep in water, how can people stand and sink for a long time, as if there is suction below, and it keeps pulling down. It sounds creepy, but compared to the events ......of the last few days, that man really saved me. Later, my mother burned some paper money at the door, and I also folded nine pagodas, one by one to form a nine-story pagoda, and burned it, thank you to this god.

Although my parents have been gone for a long time, I will never forget that my parents always love their children in Japan.

August 20, 2013 under the lights.

I remember when I was in sixth grade, one of my aunts had cancer, but it didn't work and died. But the night before my aunt died, something very strange happened. Our house was rented at the time, it was not big, and the bedrooms were close to the main door. My brother went out that night and after we went to bed, around one or two o'clock in the middle of the night, my parents were woken up by the sound of the door opening. After a faint sound of footsteps, the sound of flushing came from the toilet. There was another sound of footsteps, and then the man was heard lying on the couch, the old couch squeaking from the pressure. At the time, my parents didn't care, they thought it was my brother back. The next morning, my brother returned home from outside. Mom and Dad thought it was strange and asked my brother if he had come home last night, and my brother replied no. Then my parents told us about last night, and we both thought it was very strange that my brother didn't come home last night, so he couldn't be a thief! But the thief can't come in and go to the toilet and sleep on the sofa, and besides, he hasn't lost anything at home! At this time, my aunt's house called to say that my aunt had passed away this morning! When I heard the news, my dad fell into deep thought, then suddenly looked up and said to us, 'I see, your aunt must have died last night to collect her footprints!' My dad said he had heard people say that before a man dies his soul goes to the places he went before he was alive and puts away his previous footprints. When my dad said that, I suddenly felt chills all over my body! My dad meant that my aunt's spirit came to my house last night, and it was still wandering around. Later, I asked my dad why I didn't hear it last night, and my dad told me maybe my aunt didn't want me to hear it! As for why my aunt's soul lies on the couch, it is because my aunt used to sleep on the couch when she came to my house. I still feel a little scared when I think about it, if people really come to collect footprints after death, then how many times do I have to go through such a thing! Whether you believe it or not, I believe it anyway. After all, it's my own experience! Although this is my personal experience, my writing is not very good, so the writing is a bit stiff, so you can make do with it! (To be continued.) )