There is a saying in my hometown that if a child fears a person inexplicably, it means that the person is contaminated with unclean things. The higher the child’s startle level, the heavier the person is. My mother told me one thing, but I was completely unimpressed.
I still had a female sick when I followed my mother in town, and the person was very thin. She has a very good relationship with my mother. One day she came to play at my house and slept in my house at night. Because it was a dormitory, there was only one bed, so she could only squeeze with us. Unexpectedly, the woman just took off her clothes, and I immediately burst into tears and threw it into my mother’s arms, and said vaguely in his mouth: “I’m afraid… afraid…”
I Mom said she was stunned at the time, because I was so scared, that the woman’s possible Yangshou was about to run out. Sure enough, the woman died shortly afterwards.
I really don’t have any impression on this matter. My mother only told me when I was an adult. Later, when I moved to the city to reunite with my dad, I experienced some things, but for a long time, most of them were blurred. Only a few things are still fresh in my memory. There are only objective terrorist facts and weird phenomena that are difficult to explain. . This is totally my own experience, and I still feel a little scared when I think about it.
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My dad works in a medical school. This medical school was built by shoveling graves. It stands to reason that when I was a child, I liked to run to the graveyard in my hometown, and I was not harassed by lonely spirits and wild ghosts. So when I came to the medical school, it should be fine, but it was not. My family has lived in medical school for more than ten years, and I always feel that the whole medical school has a gloomy feeling.
In elementary school, every day you go to and from school, you have to go through the anatomy teaching and research building of the college. You are afraid every time you walk that way. There is about 30 meters of boulevard between the dissection building and the unit kindergarten (I don’t know which bastard designed it so close), and it is a very gentle slope. The topography of the dissection building is higher. One afternoon, when I went to school with a classmate, when I passed the anatomical building, I found that half of the sloped road became red, and some places were already dry, like someone poured a lot of red ink on the ground. A large open-top truck was parked at the anatomical building on the top of the slope. From the traces, the red on the ground flowed down from the car. We were curious who would waste the red ink in this way. My classmates also wanted to climb up to the truck to see how much was installed in the convertible compartment at the back, but the strength was also small and unsuccessful. Seeing that it was late, we had to give up. Later, I went home and told my dad about it. My dad said, “That was a dead man. Just today, a group of prisoners were shot. Our medical school used trucks to prepare for anatomy teaching.” At this moment, I was almost scared and my legs were soft. Fortunately, we didn’t climb up to see it.