[Everything in the world is hard to find, no, how many demons and monsters have appeared during this time! ] 】

1

I always felt like there was something around me, it was everywhere, wherever I went, it followed closely, never far away.

Of course, it was just a feeling, I had never seen it, it didn't know why, and it had never met me. Therefore, the only thing that can be confirmed now is that it has not intended to harm me, as can be seen from the fact that I have lived well for more than ten years.

However, if you don't have it now, it doesn't mean that you won't in the future, and it may even be in the next second!

Fear, the fear of death, is buried deep in my heart, so I have to find it anyway.

At my current age, there are two main places for activities, one is school and the other is home.

School, I was the first to deny it, not to mention anything else, just because there are many people in the school, and the yang energy is heavy, it will never dare to appear here.

It seems that home is the best place to kill people.

2

My parents have been working outside the country for a few years, and my grandmother and I are the only ones left at home.

Every time I come home from vacation, I always have mixed feelings, on the one hand, I am very happy, after all, I haven't seen my grandmother for many days, and on the other hand, I am very melancholy, because I have to watch out for that thing.

During the day, it's nothing, but at night, when the night falls, the yin qi gradually heals, and all kinds of things hiding in the dark will come out.

My grandmother always went to bed early, and I was often alone in the lobby watching TV until late.

I sat on a stool, with a big wooden stick and a kitchen knife glowing with cold light next to it, no doubt I was afraid that the ghost thing would suddenly appear, so I would fight it with a stick first, and if the stick was broken, I would have to fight it with a kitchen knife in the end.

However, it turned out that every time I did it was useless.

Since you don't want to come out to me, then I'll come to you!

3

I once read a book about supernatural spirits, and one of the ways to summon ghosts is to lock yourself in the bathroom after 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, that is, from midnight, to light a candle in front of the mirror, and after half an hour, you will see something different in the mirror. And in the meantime, you have to close your eyes all the time, no matter what happens or what sounds are made in the middle, don't open your eyes, otherwise, as soon as you open your eyes, everything will be lost.

So, in the mood to give it a try, I started my journey to summon ghosts on a dark and windy night.

Once I went into the bathroom, turned off the lights, locked the door, lit the candles, and everything was ready, I closed my eyes.

Silence, after closing your eyes, is a deathly silence, and this silence, in a small bathroom, looks extremely terrifying.

Everything was amplified, ticking, ticking, and there was water dripping out of nowhere, and at the same time, there was a bang, a bang, a rattling noise, as if something was crawling inside.

Whirring, the wind kept blowing through the cracks in the door, cold, very light, invisibly as if a cold little hand was touching the body.

Calm down, calm down, I said to myself, don't be cranky, persistence is victory.

One minute, two minutes......

Soon, ten minutes passed, during which no anomalies occurred. And just when I thought that the rest of the time would be spent as before, without any danger, something happened.

From the eleventh minute onwards, there was a burst of "bangbang" sounds downstairs, which were light and rhythmic, like a cheerful tune.

Someone's knocking on the door? I thought to myself.

After knocking for a while, it seemed that no one had come to open the door, and the knocking sound became louder and louder, heavy and messy. Even in the end, the person who knocked on the door directly and violently slammed the door, and the loud bang spread throughout the house.

It's so late, who the hell is it? I frowned, wondering inwardly.

But before I could finish thinking about it, there was a knock on the door from inside the building, bang, bang, bang, and in an instant, I was like falling into an ice cellar, my forehead, my back, and cold sweat broke out.

Fake, must be fake, I told myself, and stopped paying attention to the knock at the door.

The knocking on the door stopped abruptly in the middle of twenty minutes, and just when I thought everything was going to calm again, there was another terrifying sound.

Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps in the stairwell from the first floor to the second floor, snapping, snapping, crisp and loud.

Gradually, the footsteps got closer and closer to me, but when I was about to reach the bathroom, the footsteps suddenly turned around and went down the stairs.

Then, click, click, in the stairwell from the first floor to the second floor, the sound of footsteps rang back and forth.

My legs trembled, my whole body was swept by cold sweat, and I was extremely nervous. And the real horror starts in the last two or three minutes.

At about twenty-seven minutes, I could clearly feel the flames on the candles beating wildly, and at the same time, there was a knock outside the bathroom door.

But even so, I was still telling myself that everything was an illusion and that I should not be afraid.

Time passed slowly, a second, a second, a minute, two minutes, and it was almost thirty minutes before the knock on the door was fierce like a storm, and there was a sign that the door was about to be knocked open.

Ah, when I heard the sound of the door opening with a "crunch", I couldn't help but open my eyes, and at the same time, the timed electronic watch also beeped, and this meant that half an hour had passed.

Whew, I lay on the sink panting. After a while, after I had completely stabilized my breath, I began to look around.

Toiletries, shampoo, shower gel, etc., everything is neatly arranged as before, nothing unusual, and when I look in the mirror, nothing else appears in it.

Could it be that the previous ones were all illusions, just because I was overnervous, and besides, was there really nothing following me?

No, I don't believe it.

4

At some point, I began to wonder if I was nervous, but it was vague, but it was very real. After all, we need to trust our hearts more than our eyes.

And here, I remembered an incident related to the word "ghost".

5

It happened one summer when I was a kid.

I clearly remember that day, at seven or eight o'clock in the evening, the power in the village suddenly went out, and I went to a friend's house to play because I had no sleepiness and was extremely bored.

When I came to his house, I saw many people in the village sitting on their own stools in his drying field, chatting enthusiastically.

I found my buddy, and when he saw that I was very happy, he warmly pulled me aside and listened to the adults talk about all kinds of anecdotes.

The heat of the day is gone, but the heat on the ground is not, so the air is unusually muggy. But fortunately, there is a slight cool breeze from time to time, which is also very comfortable.

The adults talked about those very interesting things with their eyebrows, and sometimes when they talked about the emotion, they danced on the spot to interpret the feelings and scenes at that time. My partner and I listened with great interest, and our mood fluctuated with the plot of the story.

It's just that when I inadvertently glanced at a tall tree in the distance, I suddenly felt creepy.

The tree was a hundred or two hundred meters away from us, and there were a dozen houses in between. The wind seemed to be strong in the trees, and I saw that the leaves above were shaking violently, slapping against each other, making a rustling sound, and at the top of the tree, there seemed to be a figure crawling there, looking at us.

I was startled, thinking I was dazzled, and quickly wiped my eyes. And when I looked over there again, the figure was not there, but he was standing in the treetops, and beckoning to me!

Cold sweat slowly ran down my forehead and back, like twisted earthworms.

My partner was the first to notice my anomaly, so he asked me, what's wrong?

I lowered my head, raised my hand tremblingly, and pointed to the tree, you see that tree, is there something on it?

When my partner heard this, he looked in the direction I was pointing, and after a few seconds, he replied to me that there was nothing.

How could it be, I raised my head, regardless of the fear, and hurriedly looked at the tree, really, the tree was empty at this time, and there was any dark shadow there.

You must be mistaken, buddy laughed, then turned his head away and listened to the adults.

In the following time, because of the dark shadow frightened, I was depressed for a while, and then listened to the adults talking and laughing, although the atmosphere was very cheerful and peaceful, but I couldn't mention any interest, I just hoped that they would end soon, and I would go home early.

Time passed, and soon, an hour passed, and then everyone felt that it was not too early, so they said goodbye to each other and went back to their respective homes.

As I walked home, I looked at the tree again, and when I saw that it was still empty, I wondered if I had seen it wrong.

6

Because I had been looking for ghosts for a long time, and my nerves were extremely sensitive and fragile, I gradually became suspicious.

Walking on the street at night, looking at the shadows of various objects under the street lamps, I always feel that there are ghosts hidden inside; Walk under a tree, look at the leafy foliage above, and feel that there must be something above; When walking at night, I often look back, thinking that there is something behind.

When you go to bed at night, you have to carefully check the bottom of the bed, behind the curtains, in the wardrobe, and some places where you can hide things, before you dare to go to bed.

But when I got to bed, I couldn't sleep for a while, and I kept looking around with my eyes wide open in the dark, for fear that something would creep up and kill me.

I fell into a great maelstrom, deep in, unable to extricate myself, darkness, despair, pain, these words always accompany me.

7

However, now I understand that instead of being suspicious and worried every day, it is better to live a chic and happy life and indulge at will.

It no longer matters whether there are ghosts or not. If there is, it is also your destiny that the ghost will harm you, and if not, do not rejoice, because in addition to the ghosts of the outside world, you must also beware of the ghosts in your heart.

Yes, as long as there is a ghost in your heart, no matter how small it is, as time goes by, the ghost will grow bigger and bigger, until it controls your mind and finally pushes you into the abyss, and it will never be recovered!

So, beware of the ghosts in your heart, friends.