When I was in middle school, the students were required to stay at school day and night duringpend the night at school on learning days (from Monday to Saturday).

The school had dormitories and a cafeteria).

Sometimes, I broke the rule—s - I went home at night (because I really missed my family).

To shorten the distance, I always took a short path straight crossingI always took a shortcut through the fields (back then, people went somewhere only by walking,alked everywhere. they didn't even have a bikes).

Along the path, there were many tombsThere were many graves along the path, so I had to be brave enough to walk through them.

I heard manya lot of ghost stories from the adults, but I didn't believe ithem.

I was really frightened, but I'd always toldell myself, be easy"calm down, it isn't a ghost".

Just bBecause it is at night, I am not able towas night time, I couldn't see what they really awere.

I remember one day, I felt like peeing at midnightnight I had to go pee, but I couldn't open my eyes because of sleepineshow tired I was.

I opened the door and went to the front yard with my eyes closed (fFamilies in the countryside back then all had a large front yard, which was not what you thought that looked like a beautiful garden. But it wasn't like what you're thinking, it was just a dirt floor).

During this, I managed to open a crack in my eyes a bit, in order not to be tripped byrip over something.

I suddenly saw a black column right in front of me, and I wasgot really scared at that moment.

But I immediately told myself, no worries, it was in myI'm home—there wouldn't be any ghosts in my homhere.

I always thought that if you werehave to facinge evil, the only way to overcome it wais to be more evil than it.

So I decided to pee towardson it.

I immediately knew that it was not a ghost as soon as I heard the sound when I was peeing on it.

But I still didn't know what the hell it really was—. I had never seen this kind of thingsomething like that in my front yard.

After I finished the peeing, I didwasn't feel that sleepyas sleepy anymore, and I could opened my eyes.

I thought I needed to figure out what the hell it really was.

Otherwise, I couldn't fall asleep again, and it would upsehaunt me for the rest of my life.

to haunt can literally mean a ghost haunts someone, but it can also mean that something bothers/upsets you a lot

But somehowfor some reason, someone put it upside down.

Even now, I still don't believe in ghosts, but I have to admit that I do feel scared under somecertain circumstances.

In my opinion, if you trustbelieve in ghosts, then they exist.

If you don't believe in them, they don't exist.

When I was in middle school, students were required to stay at school day and night during learningschool days (from Monday to Saturday).

The school had dormitories and a cafeteria).

To shorten the distance, I always took a short path straight crossingwhich crossed straight through the fields (back then, people went somewhere only by walking, they didn't even have a bike).

Edited to sound more natural

I was really frightened, but I always told myself, be easyrelax, it isn't a ghost.

"Be easy" isn't a phrase we use to mean to stay calm. You can say relax, stay calm, keep your cool, don't worry, etc.

It must be a stray dog, pig, or something like that.

If you are in the moment - crossing the field - you can say, "it must be X." But if you are now recalling the story that already happened, you should phrase this as, "it must have been X."

Just bBecause it iwas at night, I am not able tocouldn't see what they really awere.

Again, we should use past tense because you are retelling events that already happened. I removed "just," the reason being that "just because" carries a certain tone that doesn't apply to this sentence. Often, it is used for a sentence structure like the following, "Just because you are on a diet doesn't mean you can't eat good food." It's like saying "Even though / despite"

I opened the door and went to the front yard with my eyes closed (families in the countryside back then all had a large front yard, which was not what you thought that looked likewould consider a beautiful garden.

They were in fact dirtbarren ground).

During this, I managed to open a crack in my eyesmy eyes a crack, in order not to be tripped by something.

I immediately knew that it was not a ghost as soon as I heard the sound when I was peeing on it.

In my opinion, if you trustbelieve in ghosts, they exist.

If you don't believe in them, they don't exist.