Speaking of ghosts is not necessarily a scary story.
I am not afraid of this experience.
However, I went up without a doubt.
So I believe that there are ghosts.
It is a common talk, but the story is that the door opens arbitrarily.
As for my family of seven people, I ate breakfast after having all of the morning packed, and I ate rice.
That happened at that time.
That was also many times.
That door was at a position where only me and Ba-chan could be seen.
It seems Buddha has not seen it.
It never opens in the wind.
The doorknobs go round little by little, then only a little door opens.
I "Ah-chan, I opened again"
Mother "Really?"
It interacts and my mother closes.
It was a common human everyday comma.
As I was in junior high school, the door was renewed.
I do not know if that is related, but I have not seen it since.