Japanese 2ch Ghost Story | Yashako 👒 ⑤

Grandpa called a nine-seater van. Nine people filled the car. I was placed in the very center of the middle row, Grandma K sat in the passenger seat, and the other men sat around me. Grandpa led the way in a small truck, with my father's car following last. After the convoy started, the speed was very slow. I estimate it was less than 20 km/h. Grandma K began chanting something like a scripture and told me to close my eyes, lower my head, and absolutely not look outside. Then—— "Poppo po, po, po, po po po..." I heard it again. Yashako was chasing us. I couldn't help but secretly open my eyes a little. Outside the car window—— A white dress was moving at the exact same speed as the car. Its head was too high. So high that I couldn't see it at all from the car window. Then, that head began to slowly lower. As if trying to look in from outside the car window. The man sitting next to me immediately shouted: "Don't look!" I quickly closed my eyes. The next second—— Knock. Knock. Knock. There was a knocking sound on the car window. The men around me also started to get agitated. I later found out that they couldn't see Yashako, nor could they hear the "popo po" sound. However, they could hear the knocking on the window. Grandma K continued chanting. After an unknown amount of time, the sounds and knocking suddenly stopped. Grandma K finally said: "We're out." Only then did I lower my head and look at the amulet I had been holding in my hand. The entire amulet had turned black.