My Story: My story is about me inside my room when I lived in Clementi Ave 5. That I was only 9 years old. I sleep alone in my room. Suddenly, I think at about 2am, I felt very uneasy because normally I felt a bit warm but this time it is so hot. When I opened my eyes, I saw a woman praying in front of me. I felt cold and I can't even say a word. I tried to sleep again but I can't. I tried many times and still cannot. Then I can't take it anymore so I ran to my parant's room.

Until now, I am still thinking is it my grandma who had died? I don't know only god knows. That is all my story. Either you believe it or not, is up to you all.