Is there really a "ghost bed"?

I met a ghost press a long time ago, and I didn't sleep honestly at that time. The first time I slept, I was on this side of the bed; When I woke up, I didn't know which side of the bed I was on. The first thing to do when you wake up every morning is to confirm which direction you are in. Later, when dad saw it, it was no good. It's like a clock, one point changes to another. What if this wets the bed? Even it!

Dad is a visionary, so he decided to sleep with me, but it was no use. I still can't find the north when I get up the next day. Dad felt challenged and finally took the "thigh suppression action". Well, I use my thighs to shape directly and nail them to the bed board. At that moment, I finally understood how painful it was for Jesus to be crucified!

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As long as there is a heavy weight on the body, it is easy to have a "ghost press bed". My dad's legs are definitely heavy for a child of several years old! It's too heavy for me to breathe! But I still fell asleep strongly! Well, that's it! Then when I woke up, I was forced not to move, and I could see myself. I must be dead when I think of the Journey to the West I have seen! Yes! Must be dead! I was crushed to death by my dad's leg! Alas! This careless father!

However, after a while, I opened my eyes again and came back to life! It's amazing! I just woke up from a nightmare and was replaced by joy. No, no! A person might as well be happy! This is a walk at the gates of hell! I must tell this experience! Maybe I'm the chosen one! After some struggle, I finally climbed out of my leg and went straight to my friend's house. What followed was a legendary experience.

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Friends were also surprised and told their stories one after another. Well, although they are young, everyone has a lot of experience dealing with ghosts. Some are real dreams, some are made up on the spot, but the chat atmosphere is very harmonious. A group of friends speculated about ghosts and didn't go home until evening. As a result, the scenes mentioned during the day are all kinds of brain supplements! Then there are all kinds of panic, tell your parents quickly. Hearing this, the father, "what the hell! You are scaring yourself! There are no ghosts in this world. " After my mother asked me about my condition, she let me have a good rest. Well, in order to prevent accidents, my dad slept with me and controlled me with his thigh. He meowed!

Mom is not calm now! Said something must have happened before a ghost came, and then said some strange things my mother met when she was young, and my father panicked! He said that he would invite a friend to visit tomorrow. The next day, a middle-aged and elderly man came, took a glass of water from a white porcelain bowl, touched my forehead three times with his hand, and then let me drink. He kept mumbling, and finally tied a red rope on my left hand and said "Done". Dad, dad thanked him again and invited him to dinner.

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I don't know whether he is lucky or I am lucky. I really haven't met a ghost bed since that day. More interestingly, it didn't happen after several years. I didn't know it was called a ghost bed until it happened again in high school.