What happened around you that scared you?

Scared by a child, some children are not pure Xiong Haizi. Think carefully and be afraid!

Two years ago, when Tomb-Sweeping Day's family returned to their hometown to visit their graves after many years, I saw a group of children kicking a puppy. I was very angry. I went up and shouted stop. Then some children seemed to be scared by me, others ran away, and only one leading child stayed in place and confronted me. He is wearing a white T-shirt and a safety bag on his collar. He looks 6.7 years old and is not tall, but his eyes are sharp and mature, unlike a child. I am an adult, of course, not to be outdone, but also stare back. I said to him, "If you mistreat that puppy again, I'll beat you up and take you to your family." He said nothing and kept staring at me. Then I picked up the puppy and left.

The village is very small, and the places to sweep graves are concentrated. On the small slope next to the farmland, all kinds of tombstones, wild trees and loose soil are rugged and difficult to walk. When I was preparing to sweep the grave with my family, I suddenly saw him coming from a distance, looking at us quietly and not saying a word. At that time, I thought that my eldest brother had conquered the child and asked my grandmother whose child this was. Nobody knew, and then my dad asked him why he was standing here and why he didn't go home to visit his family's grave. First he didn't say anything, then he said he would set off firecrackers. Everyone stayed away from him when he was a child.

Then, after the grave sweeping, our family is going to walk home. Suddenly, he came out again, unscrewed a bottle of coke and handed it to me with a smile. He said, "Sister, I'm sorry this morning. I'll treat you to a coke. " . I was very moved at that time, so I took a picture. I was going to drink while walking. Suddenly I smelled a strange smell, a little pungent smell of urine, and hesitated, but I didn't think much. After all, many people were still sweeping graves and setting off firecrackers. I'm not sure if I smelled too much sulfur. I was about to look up and drink, but suddenly I fell to the ground, and the coke spilled all over the floor, emitting a strange smell. All I could think about was the pain of wrestling. I was going to say it's a pity to have coke, but then I turned around and found that the child had run away.

Later, at home the next day, the old neighbor woman saw that our family seldom came home and came to visit us. I'm not saying that the child asked her if she knew her. The old woman was surprised and asked if it was the one with the amulet bag on it. I nodded. The old woman suddenly raised her voice and said that it was not an 8-year-old child. Actually, she is 19 years old. She moved here from a neighboring village. I don't know what's wrong with her. She looks like a child. She is very eccentric and only talks to the children in the village. His mother died long ago, and his father ran away. Now he lives with his grandmother. I heard that the village where they lived before said that someone beat him and scolded him, and then a few days later, his chickens, ducks and cows were poisoned. Her grandmother knelt at the door and begged for mercy, crying and hanging herself, so people let him go. Later, his grandmother secretly took him to live in our village for a long time.

After listening to it, my hair stood on end. It suddenly occurred to me that the coke he gave me before was not poisoned by pesticides. The more I think about it, the more I feel that something is wrong ... I quickly go to the garbage. Before, because I fell down, I insisted on not littering, so I dumped the remaining coke, took the bottle home and threw it into the trash can. I immediately went to dig out the coke bottle, and sure enough, the bottle mouth could still vaguely smell the bad smell.

Our family went to their house at once. Broken tile house, the door was half open, pushed open the door and walked into the darkness, and went in. Nobody lives there. Then next to a hoe, I found a broken bucket covered with rags, some broken toys and a small bottle of paraquat. It is estimated that the old man found that his grandson used pesticides that day and took them away overnight. After the terrible thing happened, I asked the village. No one knew the name of their home and there were no photos. Anyway, the back can only be abandoned.

This thing is getting more and more terrible. I can't imagine what would have happened if I had drunk that can of coke. Now I will still be so scared that I will never dare to take food handed over by others again.

Hmm! Let me tell you a real thing I saw with my own eyes! That was when I was 8 years old, yes! Because my sister was older than me in small 8 when she was born, my mother couldn't take care of me, so she had to send me to my hometown in the countryside! During that time in my hometown, the children "played" in one word! One day it was autumn, and all the corn stalks were harvested, leaving only stubble in the field. Yes, it was about 18 in the evening, and there was a big roller in the compound (a big yard) of the production team, playing horseback riding and fighting in the yard. I don't know who it is at this moment, pointing to the northeast corner and shouting a voice. What do you think it is? I looked in the direction of my finger. Oh, my God! A headless man (black), like a shadow, is walking south along the wall (that is, in the direction of the big roller we are playing with) and moving over (remember to move). I ran away without looking too carefully because I was afraid! Scared us to death! I ran home and asked my uncle to have a look. He won't go or let us go out (my uncle has five children, and four of them played with me at that time). I still have a lingering fear when I think about it now!

Human nature is good?

I can't remember whether it was 20 years ago or 30 years ago. We are a backward village, with traffic jams and poor land, and it is difficult for people to make a living. However, each household has a large population, with more than one 10 and as few as 5-6 people. In an era of large population and few people, human life is particularly worthless.

The Liu family in the village has a large population, and later a daughter was added. However, they were born disabled and could not walk on their legs. They lived in wheelchairs until they were over 10 years old. At that time, the population was the labor force, but such people not only could not become the labor force, but became the burden of the family. The family complained a lot, and the villagers heard him complain a lot.

After a drought, the grain harvest is even less, and quarrels often break out at home. On an autumn morning, everyone in the village heard that the disabled man died of sudden illness last night and was buried in a hurry the next day. However, there is no airtight wall in the world. Because the people next door are close, they know some real situations. There are some rumors in the village that the family abandoned the disabled person and felt that she was a burden after the disaster. They also said that the man's death was not as simple as her family said.

This is what the elders at home told us. When I heard the story, I was very sad. Just because I am disabled, I will be rejected by my family. Just because I am disabled, I can't decide my own destiny. Just because I am disabled, I can't have my own life.

I really hope this is just a story, but my elders told me that this is a true story.

A sensational campus theft

I was a freshman at that time. It may be a Monday morning. As soon as we got up, the girl's screams were endless. The "touting" of our dormitory has played its due role. We went out to inquire and told us that almost all the girls' dormitories on the left were stolen, and all the valuables disappeared overnight. As soon as we heard this, we jumped out of bed to find our own things. Fortunately, everything in our dormitory was stolen. The girl piggy near the balcony said that she didn't know where the pants she took off last night went, and our dormitory burst into laughter. Did the thief know that our dormitory was poor, so he went easy on you and stole only a pair of pants?

Of course, with our collective efforts, we finally found her pants on the bathroom floor. She was livid when we laughed at her. Seriously, her money was stolen. In an instant, a series of expressions that people who were stolen by others should have appeared on our faces.

After all, everyone else's things are in our dormitory, and she is the only one who said she lost her money. We think this is really a bit strange. So everyone carefully recalled the scene last night, and many people said they didn't hear anything.

I thought about it and said that I woke up at 4 o'clock in the morning last night and felt that the pig's light was on, as if I were studying. Because my head is on the side of the pig, I can't see her side. Another reason is that this elder sister has the habit of getting up in the dead of night and studying with a lamp on. I know it's after 4 o'clock in the morning, because I turned on my cell phone and looked at the time. ) I was going to ask her if her pants are still there? To infer the time when our dormitory was stolen, I didn't expect to see her strange expression, so I immediately said, I didn't get up to study last night and didn't light the lamp.

My hair stood on end, thanking the thief for not killing him.

I experienced something personally. On the day my father died and was buried, as I was the eldest son, when I came out of the funeral home, I got on the hearse with the urn in my arms, and received several phone calls from clients. I answered the phone when I got off the bus. My elders said I couldn't answer the phone. It was raining that day, and when I went to the cemetery with the urn, I walked in front and followed by my wife. I feel someone pulling the white cloth I put on my body behind my back. When passing a small ditch, he gave me another push. I knelt down directly, and my chin was just scratched for a long time by the photo frame of the portrait, which was still very deep. I thought my wife pushed me. I turned and killed all the way, and found that she was more than one meter away from me. There is also the car that my uncle was riding at that time, which was a newly bought BYD Tang. When the width of the cement pier is too limited, the ball head of the steering rod breaks and hits the cement pier, and the head hits the front windshield. It was very serious at that time and was immediately sent to the county people's hospital. The doctor said that he pressed his nerve and his arm was numb, and then he stopped the operation. His arm is still numb. I suspect that they had quarreled before, and my uncle injured my father.

I have experienced it once, and my hometown is Shuangfeng, Hunan. That year, when I was a sophomore, my playmates went to catch fish under the net in a relatively slant mountain pond, and my companions went to herd cattle. That mountain is called Ghost Wheel, and all the children in the village died on that hillside. There are few people and little land, and there are many fish and grass in the mountain pond, which is very suitable for catching fish and releasing cattle. I went after noon and came back after sunset, catching half a bucket of fish. When I left, my companion led the cow in front, and I pulled the net behind and walked out of the mountain pond. It is halfway up the mountain, and 10 meter is an abandoned passage dug during the Great Leap Forward. It's around the corner, near the canal, about ten meters away from me. Suddenly, something with white clothes, pants, hair and skin stood there, staring at me from head to toe! I was scared at that time, but I calmed down immediately, and I was not so afraid of the stress reaction caused by danger with everyone. It was too close, and I kept staring at him, fearing that he would come to fuck me, but I was afraid to run. It's probably like being kicked out by a dog. I don't think you can run away if you run. I thought at that time, anyway, if you come up to fuck me, I will fight with you, and the larger foe will see who kills who! I just stared at him, and he stared at me, and then turned and went to the mountain pond. Nobody walks, it's a bit like floating. The eastward passage is full of thorns, and I don't know how it got through. It was still dark and the sun had just set, because we didn't dare to go too late in this place. Anyway, I still don't understand what it is, but I'm not sure it's a ghost. I can't explain it. Could be aliens.

Let me tell you one. It was 1976 summer double-grab season. We four educated youths came home from work, had dinner, and took a bath in a stream about a mile away from home. It was a moonlit night and the moon was particularly bright. We four young people just stripped off by the stream and got ready to go into the water. The dam is about three meters away from us. At this time, three people came from the south on the small dam, and it was only in the moonlight that they saw that it was a small one. The three of us quickly bowed down. The old man and the old Confucian walked without looking at us, but the girl leaned down to see us. At that time, I shouted: Hey, your sister's house is not afraid of ugliness when watching men take a bath. That's a real pity. She said nothing, paused and left, which didn't respond to the old man. We didn't feel anything at that time, and one of our companions laughed at my embarrassment at that time. We all feel a little strange in retrospect, because one didn't hear their footsteps, two didn't notice or remember her appearance, and three didn't usually go that way on that road at that time. Adults don't ignore the abuse of four ordinary girls. However, despite such a thing, we know nothing about fear.

This is my real experience.

My little uncle shows people things. My impression is that his south house is surrounded by many people asking about their careers, seeing wealth and getting married all day and night. My aunt often quarrels with him, saying that fortune telling is not good for her. They have been married for five or six years and have no children. His mother-in-law, my grandmother, also let them divorce. Although we quarreled, our feelings were deep. ) Later, 1923, they gave birth to a son. At that time, my grandmother was happy to buy meat from the town and pack jiaozi at his house. Later, I heard from menstruation that my uncle had just seen his newborn son. My aunt said that because my uncle can tell fortune, he decided that his son would not survive the twelfth lunar month when he was five years old (these things were later known to my aunt). Then from the day my brother was born, my uncle was like a different person. Whenever he asks him to tell a fortune again, he will add, "You should do more good deeds, accumulate more virtues and do good deeds, and don't know more." 1995 In the 1990s, there was a non-governmental organization to help the poor, which mainly raised funds spontaneously to give some material help to poor families, lonely old people and children who dropped out of school. Aunt said that he often donated 320 yuan of his spare money or volunteered to help in those years. It was the Year of the Loong in 2000, and my uncle invited us all to celebrate his birthday. During this period, he drank a lot of wine and told us about it. He said he forgot my brother's birthday, but he couldn't live to be five years old and find someone else. But now that he is eight years old, he tells everyone about his good deeds and urges us to do more good deeds. Now my brother is 27 years old. The father of two children is the owner of a hot pot restaurant. Doing more good can change life, good and evil will be rewarded, and life has a destiny. Only by doing more good deeds can it be solved. When people are alive, they should help those who need help when they have the ability, accumulate more virtues, do more good deeds and have more good thoughts, and persist in doing good deeds every day, accumulating virtues and blessings for themselves, their children and their families!