so the next day I decided to dig some grave .....not actually digging but finding out what did my basement have of my mother.
I went there with a candle and then opened up the lights .the basement shines out in the light .I found out my childhood memories and some strange things,like a scroll,a skull with flower,then a dagger covered in white cloth.
It was suspicious of these strange things,in our basement.my dad said " not to go inside the basement, it's dangerous." but I thought maybe this time I need to be a detective and be little brave.
suddenly I saw my mother's frame ..it was broken ,like someone has thrown it .
I touched it and suddenly I felt a stroke .l felt like someone just gave me a push .I looked around but no one was to be found,immediately I closed the door and locked it and ran to my room and took a sense of relief .