Do people really become ghosts after they die? Is the theory of ghosts and gods credible?

I am a very timid, is the kind of day dark do not dare to move alone in the small child, my family in the countryside, the family house is the kind of wooden house, the wind blows the door will creak, the night sky in the countryside is a piece of darkness, at that time there was no electric light, only faint kerosene light, Dad was a teacher, only came back on the weekend, we five sisters and mother live together.

When Grandma was still alive, she helped her do some work from time to time, and one night when picking peanuts with Grandma, she chatted with Grandma and told her that I was afraid of black and afraid of ghosts, and Grandma smiled and said: Children don't be afraid, where are the ghosts in the world, when you are afraid, touch your forehead with your hands three times and you will not be afraid.

Later, when Grandma was about ten years old, I left us, lying in the coffin in the hall house, and when I heard the adults say that after touching Grandma's face with my hands three times, I would never be afraid again, and I heard my heart go, and at night, when everyone circled around Grandma's coffin, I stretched out a small hand and sneaked in and retracted, back and forth several times, scared to the point that it was really impossible, and finally plucked up the courage to touch Grandma's face and then did not dare to touch it, I thought that I would not be afraid anymore.

As a result, the occurrence of an incident made me even more frightened, grandma had slept in the small room in the side of my house before she died, when we slept in the small bed opposite her, after she left, my mother let us sleep in the big bed where my grandmother slept, my sister and brother and I went to sleep after dark, when we slept confusedly, suddenly heard a creaking door open, a black shadow came to my side, said: How do you sleep in the place where I sleep, let me sleep. Frightened, I shouted and shouted and couldn't move, so I opened my eyes with the strength of a tiger, woke my brothers and sisters up, pulled out my legs and opened the door and ran to my mother's room.

Maybe it was because I touched my grandmother's face, and then after I got married, my grandmother has been by my side to bless me, I remember when I was pregnant with my second husband, I cried very sadly in my dreams, and my grandmother came to me to comfort me and asked me not to cry, until one year I went back to my mother's house to tell my parents that grandma never appeared again.

A few years ago, my husband also left us forever, when he just left, there was always a sense of gloom in the home, going to which room, especially the room where the portrait was placed, the sense of sadness came out inexplicably, in those months always felt that he was around us all the time, the mother-in-law was alone in the hometown, and from time to time called to say that there was always movement at home, and when it was dark when I was working outside, I would hear my father shouting: Don't go back. If the mother-in-law is unwell, he will also dream to us, and his yin birth and the mother-in-law's birthday will be remembered in advance. After tossing and turning at home for a long time, I offered to ask my husband to invite my husband to the ancestral hall from home. Only then did he settle down, and now when he returned to his hometown, he no longer had that sense of sadness and gloom, and every time he went back, he would call out to him next to his portrait.

Through the departure of these two close relatives and the various signs of the occurrence, in fact, there is no ghost in the world, some are just that after the death of a person, his soul is still there, his reluctance and concern for his family are still there, people die like the quiet beauty of autumn leaves, everything is still, taking away all the good and bad, leaving only memories for relatives, every time I think of it, there will be hidden sorrow, people live a lifetime is really too short, a blink of an eye the loess is buried under the neck, when you are alive, you can do it without shame!