Ghost trip.

        A while back Old Boy said that he needed a ghost buster. At first I thought he was referring to the live action film, but then he asked if I could help him with ghosts at his house. I thought it was more bullshit from his mouth, but he was actually pretty serious. Supposedly, his wife felt something. I have mixed feelings about the paranormal. Sometimes I believe in them, other times I don't. Most of the time I think they're just shadow beings from other dimensions and not spirits with a vengeance as seen in the videos. Old Boy insists that a priest from his church wouldn't be any good because the ghost wouldn't understand Korean. Remember, Phu My Hung used to be a swamp. Bodies get thrown into swamps all the time.
        I didn't know where to look, so I drove to the nearest temple I could find on a map in District 7.
I rolled up and asked a worker if I could see a monk. I mentioned it was about some kind of ghost in my house, and he was skeptical. After insisting, I spoke to a monk and asked him if he could hunt a ghost for me. He looked at me and shook his head and asked me to leave. I was like WTF and left.
On the way home, there was a monk on a bike and I leaned over and took down my mask and asked him if he was a ghost hunter. He said no and sped off leaving me in the dust.
       One day I was over late at night, and I ran into the bathroom and felt this cold whiteness. I reminded me of my childhood home that was haunted. I used to run into a room and felt instantly stiff from a bitter coldness. I remember when I was young I was held down from moving even though my mind was alert. I couldn't move. I was pushed down by an invisible force. This never happened to me after we moved out. Now that I think about it, I thought there was just something wrong with me when I was younger. It never really occurred that it was a ghost, but now it makes more sense.
       Vietnam's likely very haunted. I wouldn't doubt it. Saigon South is probably full of ghosts. I don't mean people deprived of souls. There are plenty of people like that all over Vietnam, especially the English teachers that come here to work at a language center. I mean, real people who died in the area. The ghost of my grandmother hasn't visited me yet. I'm sure she would want to kick my ass or beat me with a feather duster.

        Does anyone know a good monk that would come over and do some black magic? Comment down  below please, this a serious matter. The monk has to be close to District 7 or willing to commute. If he has a vacuum that would even be better. Money is no problem, but we need results.

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