Chingy, I don't live in Sac.
Whiteboy, whatever that tried to follow me home probably ended up with a broken heart cause they couldn't find me anymore. At least I wasn't the one that picked up a strange ghost girl.
You'll remember this one. I had a friend named All-Star. One day, some random girl called him out of the blues and wanted him to pick her up. He asked her how she got his number and she told him that she got it from another one of our friends named Jerry. Instead of verifying it with Jerry first, All-Star decided to go pick up this chick. It was a rainy day. Once he picked her up, he felt that she was a strange character. He never saw her whole face, only the side of it cause when she got in the car, she kept facing at an angle to the outside. He knew what he got himself into, so he tried to make so many excuses to leave her but she kept refusing. In the end, she finally gave in and told him where to drop her off. It was across the street from a cemetery. Once she got out, he took off. He came back and told us the story of what happened. Then he asked Jerry about the girl, Jerry had no clue about any girl like that. I didn't think much of this story until years gone by and me and Jerry started living together for a while. I'd come home around 3 a.m. or 4 a.m. from work and all the lights would be left on, including the television. I'd ask him in the morning why he doesn't turn off the lights, he'd just ignore the question. A few days later I saw him setting up peach seeds and peach branches all over his bedroom. Then he told me that he keeps getting sit on at night. I asked him how long this has been going on. He said ever since he was incarcerated. When he was locked up, he'd hear the rattling of key chains and it'll wake him up instantly but he won't be able to move. He just thinks to himself, "F.uck! I'm getting sit on again." He wrote and told his elders about it. They advised him to curse the thing really bad so it'll leave with a broken heart and never come back again. He did as he was told and he heard the tsog sniffling like it was crying. He told me it happened so much, he wasn't afraid of it. He was just tired of getting sit on.
One time he was sitting on his bunk, he heard the rattling of the key chains, then he felt somebody wrapped their arms around him like he was a teddy bear. This lasted a few minutes. He flew back to California and had one of our friends' grandfather do the jingle bell on him and after the ceremony he was asked if he had a girlfriend in the past that loved him very much. Jerry said, no! The shaman told him that this lady spirit was infatuated with him and it won't be easy getting rid of it. It could've been a lover from a previous life. Going back to what All-Star picked up in St. Paul, it was probably the same lady spirit wanting to see Jerry but All-Star was smart enough not to bring her to meet the guys. The thing about this lady spirit is, she doesn't have any problems with me while we lived together. Maybe because I was a Christian and I didn't care about her. But some of the younger guys that use to come over and hang out was scared shitless.
One kid was sleeping in Jerry's room while the rest of us was hanging out in the basement. I ran back upstairs to grab something from my room and when I walked past Jerry's room, I saw him sitting there with his eyes wide away. I asked him, "What's wrong with you?" He's said, "Did someone wake him up? " Cause he felt a hard slap and he woke up but saw nobody. I was teasing him, "No, maybe it's just Jerry's invisible lady friend." They all knew about it. He got scared and went down in the basement. Anybody that slept in Jerry's bed would get sit on. Every girl that tries to get close with Jerry will feel the wrath. His girlfriend at the time we were living together was choked many times but she continues to fight against it even though she gets whipped every time. She'll take a nap during the day and we'll see her move around struggling. We never wake her up, we'll just sit there and watch. Jerry would say, "Look at Mai. She's getting sit on right now and she's battling the thing." We'd both laugh and when she snaps out of it, she'll yell at us for not helping.
The thing about Jerry's lady friend is that he can control her for some reason. I guess, she obeys him out of love. One time, some little girl was over with his girlfriend and it was annoying the shit out of us so Jerry said to her jokingly, "Ib tsam koj mag tsuam li lawm os." The next time we saw her again, she said to us, "You guys are mean! When I tried to go sleep that night, something came and sat on me." She never annoyed us again.
Here's another one... Back in the days, there was this group of housing duplexes that Whiteboy's family use to live at. There were lots of Hmong families that lived in those duplexes since the late-80's. However, near the entrance there's one particular one that nobody lives in. The manager boarded up the windows. Me and my friends used to break in and chill in there just kicking it. The rumor around town was that it was haunted, reason for nobody wanting to live there. One day while kicking there, one of my friends got up and silently walked out while we were in the middle of something, another one of my friend did the same thing and follow the first one out. Nobody asked any questions or said anything and everyone got up and left. Once we left that place, the two friends was like, "Didn't you guys hear that back at the place?" We didn't hear anything. They both said they heard somebody playing the qeej right behind them. Since that day, we never went back to that room again. Whiteboy should be able to elaborate more on this.
