This is a story when I was a junior high school student 's Bon Festival.
It was a night on the day I visited the grave with my family as usual.
I woke up in the middle of the night when I was asleep in bed as usual.
Then, "Hugh" and the wind came in from the window.
When I touched the window thought that "Was that window open, was not it?" The window was not opened.
In addition, I thought that air conditioning was stopped in time and it was strange that the wind entered the room.
That's why I thought "Well, I guess it is okay" When I enter the bed, there is a woman with long hair in front of me.
I shook my eyes by surprise.
That woman is not a parent.
I thought who on earth she was but she was not there anymore.
Is that woman an ancestor?
Or maybe ...