For that matter, my impression It's a ghost story
Posted 2 years ago on that day, I was asleep. There are some things that happened in between.
I saw an was old men wearing a white shirt. Seen only half He squeezed my neck the choke.
And he shouted Take of the recovered
Then after that I lost to him. Morning told her mother said listened a wooden bed I sleep it were his When he was alive He is dead but I still cling to the treasure.Although being a descendant of him.then don't lie in bed again, it still remains at home, not go out to this day