From the very childhood there is a fear automatically takes birth within for ghost. Why the fear came I don't know. Most of us do not know anything about ghost but there is a discussion on ghost goes on everyone one has some thing to say on ghost.
All my childhood I spent listening ghost stories particularly in night time listen ghost stories amazing.
My friend told me about his village where most of the time there was a power cut and dark night the fear grows.
All tell trees were the places where the ghost lives I do not know why the ghost loves to live on the tree.
For my friend the trees are places from where the ghost could see movement of the people.
The person whom the ghost does not like it kicks them.
So there were accident on the road.
I just imagine the long legs of the ghost. The tree is for away from the road still the ghost was able to kick means ghost must be having two long legs.
When ever I go through the road I simply prayed God to save myself from the ghost's kicks.
I always tried to go away from the sight of the tree to escape the sight of the ghost.
Once in my college days I also got an opportunity to visit to my friends village. The village was completely changed roads were widen and the places of the trees a new market was constructed . I just asked my friend why the ghost could not do anything while the trees were cut down . My friend laughed loudly.
All my childhood I spent listening ghost stories particularly in night time listen ghost stories amazing.
My friend told me about his village where most of the time there was a power cut and dark night the fear grows.
All tell trees were the places where the ghost lives I do not know why the ghost loves to live on the tree.
For my friend the trees are places from where the ghost could see movement of the people.
The person whom the ghost does not like it kicks them.
So there were accident on the road.
I just imagine the long legs of the ghost. The tree is for away from the road still the ghost was able to kick means ghost must be having two long legs.
When ever I go through the road I simply prayed God to save myself from the ghost's kicks.
I always tried to go away from the sight of the tree to escape the sight of the ghost.
Once in my college days I also got an opportunity to visit to my friends village. The village was completely changed roads were widen and the places of the trees a new market was constructed . I just asked my friend why the ghost could not do anything while the trees were cut down . My friend laughed loudly.
