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 hand and then the Chinese doll played the music that I’d already heard. Finally, I could understand that wasn’t a ghost. It’s just the Chinese doll.