This story had happen when I was 20. That day I came home late. I arrived home around 1 a.m. because I had just finished a party with my friends. I opened a front door quietly and then I closed it. Suddenly I heard Chinese music was played by someone. It sounded horrible and very old. I imagined that he’s a ghost. My hair was raised. I’d never been this scared in all my life. I thought I was running to my bedroom immediately but my legs couldn’t step out. For a while the music was stopped and then I ran to my bedroom very quickly. I jumped into the bed and slept under the blanket all the night. The next morning, I woke up early. I walked to the door to find out a source of that sound and met my mum. She showed me the Chinese doll that she’d just bought it which was placed on a glass cabinet near the door. She clapped her hand and then the Chinese doll played the music that I’d already heard it. She looks very satisfied while the doll was playing music. Finally, I could understand that wasn’t a ghost. It’s a horrible Chinese doll.