old man who has been with me for years. But I can not forget him easily. Whenever I remember him, I would like to tell my story. Maybe I could overcome that horrible anniversary and what happened one day, the psychologist told me. For more than 20 years I was still 10 years old. I was playing with my girlfriend near her house on the street.

The house of my friend Dunya was away from our house on one street and she was my classmate. We were playing hide and seek and I was hiding next to her house and here I heard her mother's voice screaming loudly. I felt very scared. I rushed my girlfriend to the house to know what was happening and her mother screamed and followed her. I want to know why the scream of the mother what happened inside, you see, if I wish I did not?

I and I entered the house and we trembled with terror and tension. I was afraid I would never deny, but I was curious as any child pushed me in. The screams came from her great-aunt's room. We entered the room with great curiosity and our small feet trembled with fear. Here I saw what I could never forget until today. Those years, my God, it's a nightmare but I have to speak. I have to face my fears, the doctor told me. Her 18-year-old sister was undergoing a body-throwing session. I did not know anything or what to do.

The girl was wearing a long beard, like the elders of the mosques, but a frightening eye. I do not know that everything was causing me tension and awe, but I can not move. I stood trembling and clung to the wall. My clothes, my grief will kill me Mom I know but I will complete, I was watching what happens with curiosity and fear of anticipation and warned I can not move from my place.

And suddenly my friend's sister changed the voice of the girl, my sister's sister, to speak in the voice of a man who seemed to be old, even the features of her face changed very badly and blackened in a terrible way and reddened her eyes completely began to shake and She moved in a very violent way and then pushed her younger sister away from her bed and stood in the middle of the room on one foot, then she tilted her body backwards until her head touched the floor of the room.

Without the presence or movement of her feet fixed on the ground, the girl stayed on this position for a few minutes and screams with its ugly male voice, Oh God, I really scared my feet for more than a quarter of an hour and I was standing as if there was someone who stood on the ground I can not move In front of me, "the sheikh, along with another man and the girl's father," are trying to drag the girl out of her place and drop her down so that she does not hurt herself.