A Troubled Home and an Unsettling Encounter

Our household was never quite peaceful. One after another, my second uncle, grandfather, grandmother, and grandfather passed away, and I also fell seriously ill, to the point where I thought I might not survive. Things have improved in recent years, but there was a period of turmoil. During that time, I had fallen seriously ill, and I had a falling out with my father over my high school choice, which I wasn't satisfied with. In a fit of anger, I threw a string of prayer beads across the room, where it landed on a wooden beam.

That night, I had a dream. In the dream, I saw a white-faced female ghost. My instincts warned me that something eerie was afoot, and my dream took place in the very room where I was sleeping. The surroundings were identical. The ghost's face was right in front of me, and I was so terrified that I let out a trembling scream. My mother, father, and my older brother rushed to my room, startled by the sound. They asked why I had been screaming and if I had seen a ghost. According to them, my scream didn't sound human; it was like the wailing of an opera singer but different, much more unsettling.

I was left petrified and couldn't sleep for the entire night. My mother held me close, treating me like a small child. The following day, I returned all the prayer beads to Mount Kongtong, and after that, such incidents never occurred again. It seemed like a case of receiving retribution for throwing the prayer beads in anger.