Holidays and Haunted Stories
It's July 4th otherwise known as Independence Day here in the US.
It's hot. It's boring. And I don't know if I'll even care to go watch the fireworks later on.
Anyway, we fell into storytelling, mainly, telling "true" ghost stories.
This one left the most impression on me:
BG info: There's this belief (in my culture) that if you owe a person something, when that person dies he/she reincarnate to be your child, and that child will cause you misery because of what you owed.
Back in some countryside, forested place in Thailand (where mostly everything goes) this couple could not have any children. Their first child, a girl, died as soon as she was born. Their second child died too. And also their third one. Finally, their fourth daughter survived childbirth and grew up to the age of 6-7.
One day, her father took her with him on his way to do the daily fieldwork, and they passed by the graves of his dead children (because there was no designated burial-sites in those places, people buried their dead everywhere.) The girl said to her father while pointing to the first grave, "Dad, you know this one was me." To the next grave. "This one was me." To the last. "This one was me also."
Horrified, right then and there the father used his hoe and killed her. He buried her there with the rest of his children. From thereon, she never came back as his child.
It's hot. It's boring. And I don't know if I'll even care to go watch the fireworks later on.
Anyway, we fell into storytelling, mainly, telling "true" ghost stories.
This one left the most impression on me:
BG info: There's this belief (in my culture) that if you owe a person something, when that person dies he/she reincarnate to be your child, and that child will cause you misery because of what you owed.
Back in some countryside, forested place in Thailand (where mostly everything goes) this couple could not have any children. Their first child, a girl, died as soon as she was born. Their second child died too. And also their third one. Finally, their fourth daughter survived childbirth and grew up to the age of 6-7.
One day, her father took her with him on his way to do the daily fieldwork, and they passed by the graves of his dead children (because there was no designated burial-sites in those places, people buried their dead everywhere.) The girl said to her father while pointing to the first grave, "Dad, you know this one was me." To the next grave. "This one was me." To the last. "This one was me also."
Horrified, right then and there the father used his hoe and killed her. He buried her there with the rest of his children. From thereon, she never came back as his child.