The ghost of Okamoru is a frightening Japanese legend, about a ghost that appears in front of your door a week after you heard about it, and if you did not remember its name then and remember it three times while you closed your eyes
There is no doubt that you will be unlucky.

Okamoru is a Japanese ghost, but no one knows for sure what he looks like and they say that the reason for this is that if you see Okamoru, you will die. So Okamoru when anyone hears about him there is a possibility that he appears to him about a week after hearing about him, and he may appear to you especially if you read Meanwhile, he will suddenly appear outside your room and start pounding doors and windows with a very loud knocking noise (Taq Taq Taq).

Okamoru is a Japanese ghost, but no one knows for sure what he looks like and they say that the reason for this is that if you see Okamoru, you will die. So Okamoru when anyone hears about him there is a possibility that he appears to him about a week after hearing about him, and he may appear to you especially if you read Meanwhile, he will suddenly appear outside your room and start pounding doors and windows with a very loud knocking noise (Taq Taq Taq).

No one could hear its knock and pounding except the one who heard it. And when this happens, you will need to keep your eyes tightly closed, and keep your chanting by saying (Okamuro, Okamuro, Okamuro) until it disappears, and it may disappear after a few minutes but sometimes it may take a few hours, and whatever you do, do not open your eyes until it disappears and it is said that when you survive From a meeting with Okamuro, he will not appear to you again.

If you are a nervous person, please pay attention to the sound of knocking on doors and windows during the next week, and there is one old Japanese book containing an illustration of the ghost of Okamuro, and it says that late at night, if you hear a noise outside your house and open the front door, you will see a huge chaotic demon head It sits there at your doorstep.

This is the story of a Japanese person who confronted Okamoru and says: (When I was a high school student, my friends and I were very interested in the paranormal, and we often bought magazines with pictures of ghosts and scary stories, and we used to spend hours reading and scaring ourselves from our horror stories, and my friends often felt So scared that they didn't want to take the magazines home with them, and they'd give them to me.

And after a while I had a big pile of scary magazines on my bedside table, and I used to read them mostly at night before bed, and one night came across an interesting story in a magazine, and what I read was true but it wasn't the kind of story that could scare you to death, But you could die if you were not careful.

It was a very short story and barely contained more than one paragraph, about a ghost that is said that if you read this story, he will come and knock on your window or door and if you do not read his name three times, he will come to your room and cut off your head. I continued reading the magazine as usual and gradually retreated, I was about to Sleeping, I heard what sounded like a faint knock on the window at first. And I thought it was just a bird pecking on the window frame, but then I realized it was midnight and there were no birds around, I looked at the window but the blinds were closed and I couldn't see anything.

Then I started thinking about the story I had read in the magazine, could that be true? I was trying to tell myself: It's just imagination, but when I heard the knocking and pounding again the sound of the knocking was louder! I got scared and read the name of the ghost over and over again, and although this incident was decades ago, I can still remember that “Okamuro… Okamuro… Okamoru…” Then nothing happened and suddenly the noise stopped and everything became quiet, and after a while I woke up and went to the window To open the blinds and there was nothing outside, I still didn't know yet what that was but after that, I was always wary of reading these damn stories as I still seriously felt sometimes that it could come true).