[daikokunyo]

My family abounds with ghost stories, we call them the 'family ghosts' haha. They've done stuff like force themselves through the foam glass balcony doors when there was no wind, so that the glass shattered all over the living room scary. And there was one poltergeist who'd throw mud and knock over utensils whenever my great-grandmother was performing a puja.

I once had a ghost boy in my room- because my brother and I sleep in separate beds. I felt a weight on me and saw his pajama shirt, pushed him up off me and turned to the side to see my brother asleep in his bed. I turn the opposite side and see the ghost boy's head over the edge of my bed, he's sitting leaning against the edge of my bed.

And I was too sleep-delirious to realise it was a ghost or he wasn't supposed to be there and he wasn't my brother. It all hit me in the morning.