Since I was a child, I've been used to dealing with paranormal events. For example, when I was frequently sick as a child and couldn't find relief through regular medical treatment, my family would take me to a temple to drink blessed water. I grew up in such circumstances, and as I got older, I became less prone to illness and more accustomed to encountering paranormal events.
Once, I unintentionally involved my mother in a paranormal event, allowing her to experience it firsthand. This is a true story from my own life when I was still a high school student. One night, while playing on my computer late into the night, I suddenly felt a cool breeze on my back, as if someone was gently pushing me. This chilly feeling went through my body and heart, making me very uncomfortable. As time passed, this discomfort grew stronger, so I decided to shut down my computer and get ready for bed.
When I returned to my room, I started to fall asleep. However, in the middle of the night, I was abruptly awakened by an unknown force pressing me down onto my bed. I tried to ignore it and go back to sleep, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't escape the feeling of being held down in my bed. Over time, my discomfort increased, and my entire body broke out in goosebumps. It felt like a powerful force was squeezing my body, accompanied by a sensation similar to a magnetic pull.
I couldn't endure it any longer and got up to wake my parents. When they woke up and saw my expression, they understood that something was wrong. They asked if I had seen anything strange, and I repeatedly insisted that I hadn't, but I felt an uncomfortable force pushing me.
After that, my mother took me to the first living room in our house to pay respects to a deity. After completing the ritual, we moved to the second living room near the kitchen to pay respects to our ancestors. While we were in the middle of the ceremony, something unexpected happened. The peacock feather ornament on the incense burner began to shake and make noise, even though there was no wind, and the windows were closed. I noticed it, but I didn't tell my mother as she was still focused on her prayers. After finishing the rituals, I returned to my room and was finally able to sleep peacefully.
The next day, after school, I went to my mother's shop. Suddenly, she asked me, 'Did you see the peacock feather ornament on the incense burner moving last night?' Our expressions both turned serious, and I realized that my mother had also witnessed the same scene but hadn't mentioned it at the time due to fear. She then shared that after the ancestor worship rituals, she had a dream in which our ancestors provided her with a set of numbers and told her to buy a lottery ticket. She actually followed their advice, and it resulted in a significant win, helping us through some difficult times.
And that's where this story ends. Regardless of whether you believe it or not, the final judgment is in your hands because I am not you, and you are not me. I am simply here to share my experiences. Apart from this paranormal story, I have encountered many other paranormal events. If you enjoyed my story, please consider sharing it with your family and friends.