Sometimes horror comes to make us defenseless, maybe just a look, a word makes us fearful, I am a ghost madman, immediately start our story "Fear Strikes"!

I remember when I was five or six years old, there was a gas explosion in our small coal mine, which caused many casualties, and my aunt's brother was one of the six dead!

At that age, the understanding of death was not very clear, when my mother took me to see the last face of my relatives, I was still very happy, because I could go out to the street to buy delicious food, when we were young, nestled in a small ravine, but I longed to be able to go shopping and buy some snacks to eat.

I don't know how many people have seen people lifted out of the scene of the explosion, but what I saw was not just carried out, but after being sorted out by the makeup masters of the funeral home. I don't know if it was too badly blown up, or because of the makeup teacher's technical problems, the deceased still looked creepy, his face was swollen and not like an ordinary person, and his whole face was that bloody red.

And the six corpses were side by side in the same room, some adults were so frightened that they hurriedly walked out, not daring to look at it again, the older children were already crying out in fright, and I was very calm looking at everything in front of me, so that everyone mistakenly thought that I was scared stupid.

As I got older, I saw more and more things, but the only thing that made me feel the fear that my heart was about to jump out of my heart was when I was eleven or twelve.

At that time, the winter days in the north would be very short, and it would be almost dark at five or six o'clock.

At that time, there were no mobile phones and computers, and the only pastime was to watch TV, and there were no good programs that interested them, so everyone would go out of the house and find a place to light a big fire, and the adults would gather around the fire to chat, and the children would play hide and seek in groups, collect firewood, or take some corn and potatoes and other things and bake them on the fire as snacks.

That day, I was originally going up the mountain with a few friends to collect firewood, but I don't know how to get separated from everyone, but I am not in a hurry, because I know the way home, this kind of separation has happened to everyone, at the beginning of the night alone on the mountain is a little scared, but the number of times, I am used to it.

I picked up some firewood and put it in the small basket and walked slowly home, when I suddenly heard the sound of wild cats in the grove next to me, and the sound sounded like a heart-rending feeling, which made people shudder!

I was so focused on the screams in the woods that I neglected my feet that I suddenly felt like I had stepped on something soft, and then I heard an even more miserable wild cat meow, which frightened me so much that I suddenly jumped back two steps, and a black shadow "swished" from under my feet into the woods!

In just a second, my heart was about to jump out of my fear, and I stayed where I was for a long time before I recovered.

In fact, the cat should make this kind of sound in the summer, it is said to be looking for a mate, and in the winter, it makes this sound, then it is terrible, because it is very likely to encounter something that makes it feel frightened!

Maybe it's because I was scared by a wild cat once when I was a child, and I have an indescribable dislike for cats, even though they look cute and cute.

When I was in my hometown in the countryside, many people in the village had cats at home, because every family planted land and stored food, which was easy to attract some mice to steal food, and cats were the most effective and environmentally friendly rodent removal tools!

And this thing reproduces very quickly, it can give birth to a litter in three months, and a litter can give birth to eight or nine, I remember a neighbor old lady who had a lot of cats, and as soon as you entered her house, you would see these cats climbing over the wall and over the ridge just like the Assassins acting collectively.

Later, I moved to the city, there are a lot fewer cats, and I basically can't see who has a cat at home, I thought I would say goodbye to the shadow of my childhood, but who knew that when I grew up, I would be scared by cats for the second time!

It was when I first moved to a new home, and I would have nightmares at night, at first I thought it was just moving to a different place to sleep, and I was not very used to it, plus I was obsessed with horror in those days, and I dreamed about it day and night, and it was normal to have some nightmares.

But then I realized that I was thinking things too simply, because my room had begun to smell of rot strongly, and as time went on, the smell got stronger and stronger, and I had the same dream for days on end.

In my dream, I was eating my mother's pie while watching the wonderful animation "Cat and Mouse".

The two little ones were chasing each other, and suddenly they became two skeletons chasing each other.

is still the original cheerful music, but the identity of the protagonist has been changed, this visual impact is really rebellious!

And that's nothing alone, what's even more terrifying is that the two little things chasing after them were suddenly pressed by some heavy object, and they suddenly turned into two meatloaf, exactly the same as the one I ate in my hand!

Not only did I not sleep well for several days, but I also had no appetite for eating, and the other reason was that the smell in the room was so bad that I left all the windows open all day to ventilate and spray air fresheners, but the smell never diminished.

You must know that I have a little cleanliness fetish, and encountering such a living environment is no different from killing me, so I deliberately took a day off to thoroughly track down where this smell came from!

Finally I found the problem in the back of the wardrobe, only to see that in that narrow gap, the flat body of a cat is sandwiched between the closet and the wall, not far below it, there is also a mouse, to say that this cat is really dedicated, in order to catch mice this is all spelled like this!

The large wardrobe was left by the previous landlord, and it was very heavy, and it took me a lot of effort to clean out the rotting and unseemly corpses of two small things.

Out of humanitarianism, I buried them in the flower beds of the community at night, and they were buried together, hoping that they could live in peace in another world.

After these two sources of pollution, the air in the room has become fresher, the people have eaten and slept well, and the mood has improved a lot.

I've also told other people about this, but everyone says I'm making up a story to deceive them, and here I state once again that the content of the story is definitely the old song I personally experienced, if there is half a lie, let me be single for another twenty years!

I've done it all, you should always believe that what I'm saying is true!