A strange thing happened to my father when he was a monk.
Five years ago, my father ordained for his parents, which is my grandfather and grandmother at Watpasummaga. After everything done and he became a monk, someone asked him ''Are you afraid of ghosts? '' ...... My father said confidently..... '' I'm not afraid of ghosts because ghost is not real'' . I believe him that he was not afraid at all. Before he slept, he had meditated at night. During meditating, he felt that someone walk around him all the time. He opened his eyes but he didn't see anyone in his room, so he continued meditating. Shortly, he was slapped head by someone. He opened his eyes but he didn't see anyone again. He was very confused.Finally, he decided to stay at night which without of sleeping. The next day, my father told the story to everyone that
'' Ghost is real ''