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Desde Ese Día Mi Reflejo No Fue El Mismo ( Recopilación De Espectros #1 ) · Niebla en el bosque con Evelith von

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My name is Angel and what I' m going to tell you is a
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story that is quite popular in my family, since since this happened, there
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is no family reunion that isn' t told, as it' s really
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shocking. My family was always very close. We used to meet a lot
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for birthdays or other occasions. Commonly, the place where we always met used
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to be my grandfather' s house, who was always quite happy to welcome
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us all. He was a kind person and always liked to have good company.
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It was a surprise to everyone when he died, he did so suddenly,
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since none of us knew he was sick, or anything like that.
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My aunt didn' t find dead in her rocking chair, where she used
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to sit every day to watch TV. According to what she tells me,
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my aunt had an expression of peace on her face, so I like to
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believe that she died quite peacefully and pleasantly, as she said she wanted to
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die. It was a very hard blow for everyone, as we were all
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very close to him at the time. I was sixteen years old and,
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as one of the older grandchildren, I was chosen to help organize their things
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and clean the house. It was painful enough for me to do so,
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as there was no place or object, that it did not remind me of
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any good experience with my grandfather. None of my uncles or my own mother
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had the heart to clean her room, as it was filled with photographs of
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him as well as of Grandma. I volunteered, because I knew someone had
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to do it, and besides, I thought I could take something out of
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his room to always have my grandfather around. My grandfather used to be quite
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an accumulator, which is why he had very old clothes in his closet.
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I was absolutely sure that no one would be interested in having that in their
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possession. I sorted things out, and little by little, that room started
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to be empty. At one point, when I finally saw the bottom of
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his closet, I ran into a metal box. It was locked with a
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lock, which surprised me a little, as I could not imagine any secret
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that my grandfather wanted to keep and also keep locked up, because my grandfather
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used to be a man who didn' t seem to have any secrets at
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all. Curiosity finally beat me and I started trying to open that metal box.
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It was a pretty old padlock and, therefore, it was very resistant,
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as I did not want to damage the box or the padlock I surrendered
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in a moment. However, while I kept cleaning the closet, I ran
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into an old key, which I thought might be the lock key. By
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trying it out. This was so. The box opened and inside it there
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was only one very old instant photo camera. There were also some instant photographs
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inside the box. I was a great photographer, so seeing that camera really
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impressed me. It was the first time I saw such a thing, as
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at that time, those cameras were not easy to get. Still, I
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started pretending to take pictures with her. I thought it was a pretty good
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artifact and although I was pretty convinced that I had no reel, at one
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point I decided to press the button just to see if it was still working.
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To my surprise, the camera shot a photograph and immediately came out.
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I was quite surprised, as I didn' t expect anything to come out.
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I took the picture and then shook it up a little so it would
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reveal itself. It was just like I saw it in the movies. I
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could see something a little strange. On it. I had taken the picture
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of a part of my grandfather' s room. There was the closet and
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an old lamp but right on the side of it. There seemed to be
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someone, someone quite low who seemed to be looking directly at the lens,
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but because of the darkness, I could see nothing but a silhouette immediately awakening
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The look towards that place, hoping to see anything that could give that impression.
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However, I could see absolutely nothing. I looked back at the photograph
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and the silhouette still remained. There I tried to convince myself that that might
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be due to an effect of the outside light or something similar. I even
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thought about taking another photograph in the same place to check that point. However,
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the fear that it would happen again made me not want to take another
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photograph. As I said before, I was a great fan of photography and
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cameras, so, trying to put that incident aside, I decided that I
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could stay with her, not to take another photograph or at least not for
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the moment, but that seemed like a great piece of collection and I could
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well decorate my room at the same time that I would always remember my grandfather.
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After finishing the rest of the cleaning, I set out to leave.
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I asked one of my uncles, who had inherited the house, if I
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could stay with that House, which he did not hesitate to accept for a
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second. It had been almost two months since my grandfather' s death and
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the metal box had remained on the edge of my room. He had pulled
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out the camera and put it on a shelf. I felt like I was
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giving my room an old touch, which I really liked. As the days
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pass. No incident had happened again, so I had almost forgotten what had
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happened when I took that photograph. However, this changed when a cousin of
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mine came to visit my house. I liked this cousin too much. I
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shared a taste for photography almost like mine. Seeing that instant photo camera,
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he couldn' t resist holding it in his hands. He started telling me
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the model and even the year of manufacture. She seemed to know a lot
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more about that camera that I questioned if it was still working, which I
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reminded her a little bit about that day. Right away, his eyes lit
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up and he asked me to stand up and take a picture of me.
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I didn' t see a logical reason why not, so doing a pretty
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generic pose. My cousin took the picture. When the photograph came out,
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my cousin rushed to take it and shake it a little to reveal it.
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However, when I saw her I could see how her expression of happiness changed
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to horror and became very pale. I questioned her what had happened, but
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she seemed so terrified that she couldn' t answer me. That' s
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when I approached her and took her picture to see her. That' s
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when I saw him, too. My room had always had very good lighting,
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so this time you could not only see a silhouette. It was a
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creature that I can only describe as a monster. The worst part was that
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he was right next to me. He was similar to an old man,
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only he was very low. I almost got to my waist. He had
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many folds in his skin, so many that hardly he could distinguish his face,
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in which what most highlighted was a long, hooky nose, he lacked
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hair and the worst of all was that he was lifting one of his hands,
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which ended up in sharp claws and seemed to be turning them towards me.
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We were both completely shocked by that photograph. Until that moment I remembered
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the rest of the instant photographs of the metal box. When I took it
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out, I realized they all had that creature. Some seemed to be further
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away or blurred, but it was definitely this one. We went to tell
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my parents and uncles, who were quite unbelieving, even when we showed them
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the photograph, because they thought that we ourselves had edited it with some program
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or something. To prove it, we gave the camera to one of my
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uncles and made him take a picture. He seemed to want to do it
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just so we could leave him alone. However, as soon as the photograph
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was revealed, it let that creature see back, which now seemed to be
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looking directly at the Chamber in an angry manner. It looked threatening. It
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was almost as if in the next photograph he was going to throw himself at
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us. That scared everyone a lot there, none of us could explain who
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that creature was or how that chamber had reached my grandfather' s possessions.
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My uncle, completely scared, said it would be best to get rid of
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that chamber. I didn' t agree very much, since I really liked
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it. However, they did not give me many options in this regard.
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I have no idea what they did to the House, because after my uncle
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took it along with the photographs, I never knew about them again. As
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I said at the beginning, that story is commonly told in my family and
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we have told it to different acquaintances. Some believe me and some don'
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t. I don' t know if it' s such a shocking or
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even believable story, but I swear it' s true. To this day.
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I still question myself because my grandfather had it, but I' m
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convinced it wasn' t about something good r. My name is Henry and
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the story I' m going to tell you started when I was just an
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eleven- year- old boy. It could be said that I grew up
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in a fairly wealthy family, as we could afford to get to know new
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places every time we had long vacations at school. That was no exception.
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On those Christmas holidays, my father had rented a small cabin in Canada and
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I was extremely excited, as I had never had the opportunity to see the
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snow and my father had assured me that there was a lot of snow there,
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so we could make snowball wars and we could slide on the sled.
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That made me think that vacation would be the best of my life. However,
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that was not so. A little before the trip, my older brother
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and I had started a game of challenges, those typical things that brothers do
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with each other. We were trying to do things that were getting harder or
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that really hurt, and since we were both pretty stubborn, the game had
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gone on long enough, since none of us wanted to give up. My
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father a little fed up with that whole situation told us that we were not
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going to continue that absurd game during the holidays, which encouraged my brother to
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think of one last challenge before them It was then that he encouraged me to
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perform a very strange Internet ritual, which assured that, if it was done
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right, you would invoke an evil spirit. Although I didn' t usually
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believe in those things, if I used to be a little scared and my
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brother knew it, that was why I had thought of that strange challenge.
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I didn' t want to give up, or seem, a coward in
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front of my brother. So, trying to swallow all my fear and superstition,
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I agreed to do that Internet ritual. I won' t say everything
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that had to be done, since I don' t want anyone to repeat
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it. But in general, you had to have incense a glass of water,
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three matches and a candlestick. There' s one more thing missing,
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but I won' t say it. You had to wait until a rather
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specific hour in the morning to open your window and say a few words,
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which for me didn' t make much sense, as they seemed to be
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in Latin and I wasn' t even sure I had pronounced them well.
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You had to do that three times while you lit the candle, with each
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of the matches I did everything the ritual indicated to the letter, all while
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recording it, since my brother wanted proof that he had really done it.
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When I finished I felt nothing different. Nothing seemed to have happened and even
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though while I was doing it, my legs were shaking with fear. When
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I finished I laughed a little bit, feeling silly because I was scared of
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something that I' d probably written a person with nothing better to do this
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way. I went to sleep that night. I had a rather strange dream
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I found myself in my bed when suddenly I began to hear small blows in
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the window. There was a silhouette that was seen thanks to the moonlight.
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I was slowly approaching to open the curtain, although every fiber of my being
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told me not to. The fear was so strong that before I could walk
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the curtain, I woke up abruptly in my bed. I found myself sweating
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and quite agitated. However, I was trying to reassure myself by telling myself
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that it had only been a nightmare and that it was only suggested because of
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that silly ritual I had done a few hours. Before suddenly I started to
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hear a few slight blows in my window. The fear was such that I
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began to scream calling my parents, who alarmed them immediately ran my help.
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But when I got to my room, the knocks on the window had stopped
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and I had no choice but to lie saying that I had had a nightmare.
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After calming down, I was left alone in my room again, and
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after almost half an hour I heard those blows again. But this time I
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didn' t have the courage to scream, but I didn' t have
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the courage to go check. I just stayed under the sheets until the dream
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finally overcame me. The next day we all set out for the longed-
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for vacations. The whole place was exactly as I had imagined. The snow
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covered all the soil and the trees. My parents said that my brother and
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I would share a little cabin, which was next to his. As soon
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as they pointed me out which cabin we' d stay in. I rushed
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in to accommodate my things so I could go out and play. In the
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snow I found myself unpacking some of my coats. When I suddenly heard that
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blow in the window, my blood was completely frozen, for I thought that,
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even though the last night had been real, that could not have followed
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me to Canada. I got a little closer to the window I was about
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to go through the curtains to see what was on the other side. When
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I was interrupted by my brother, he questioned me if I had fulfilled the
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challenge, to which I replied by showing him the video on my phone.
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While he was watching the video, I couldn' t take the view away
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from the window. Although the sounds had stopped listening, I could not help
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but feel that whatever caused them was still there. The rest of that day.
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I spent it trying to ignore those blows I' d heard. I
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didn' t want that to ruin my vacation. For a moment, that
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seemed to work, for almost all day I didn' t think of that,
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but that night the blows in the window returned. While I was trying
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to fall asleep, I lay down in my bed for a moment thinking of
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waking up my brother, who, outside the blows in the window, was
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deeply asleep. I thought at some point the beatings would stop as they had
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before. However, as the hours passed, I realized that the blows seemed
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to rise in intensity. It didn' t matter how much I tried to
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sleep, as long as I was about to. A louder noise made me
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wake up again. A little tired of that situation, I decided to get
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out of bed and green that was all that. Today I wish I hadn
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' t done that. I walked with some resistance to the window. It
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was almost like in that nightmare, fear invaded me, but this time I
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was sure I wouldn' t wake up. When I opened the curtain,
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I built up courage. I pulled up the curtain and opened it suddenly and
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there I could observe the most grotesque and unpleasant entity I have ever seen seemed
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to be a man or at least had a humanoid figure only that he had
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skin covered with sores and had no hair. His skin was very white,
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besides he had no eyes, just a couple of empty holes. But despite
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that, he seemed to stare at me if that makes sense. As soon
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as I opened the curtain, that being stopped hitting the window to stay completely
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still watching me. It was then that his face began to disfigure in a
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macabre smile which showed hundreds of pointed teeth and, as if that were not
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enough, that being began to lick the crystal in a grotesque way. It
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was so disgusting to me that I took a couple of steps back. I
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wanted to scream, but the screams had stuck in my throat, preventing me
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from making any sound that could alert my brother or anyone. At the time
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I pulled back that thing, he stopped licking the glass just to smile again
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demonically and then began to whip his head repeatedly against the window. The noise
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was so loud that it didn' t explain to me how my brother or
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anyone else was not alerted by himself that he didn' t understand how it
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was that the glass didn' t break because of how strong he seemed to
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be beating himself. He seemed anxious to break the glass to get to me.
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Finally, my voice was released to release the loudest cry I' ve
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ever given in my entire life. That woke up my brother, who are
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no one and somewhat upset. I was wondering what was going on. I
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could only point to the window, but when my brother looked there, there
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was nothing. For my part, I was completely pale, unable to explain
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clearly everything I had experienced. However, because of the little I said my
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brother took it lightly enough. He accused me of being a fearful person who
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had been suggested because of the ritual, at the same time that he confessed
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to me that I had taken him out of an Internet forum in which there
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were only things invented and that none of that was true. Despite my brother
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’ s words, I was still certain of what I had seen. However,
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my brother told me not to tell our parents, since he too would
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get into trouble because he was the one who had challenged me to do the
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ritual and did not want to be blamed for my nightmares. As much as
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I tried to convince him that that wasn' t just a nightmare. I
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didn' t make it. He went back to bed after I promised him
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I wouldn' t tell our parents. For my part, I couldn'
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t sleep the rest of the night. I stayed awake listening to them keep
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banging on the window glass over and over again. I' d like to
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say that was the first and last time I saw that entity. But this
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was not so, for since that day I have had encounters with that demonic
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being. It doesn' t matter where I am or how long I don
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' t see it. He always ends up showing up again. I don
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' t know if I opened a portal or anything that day. I'
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m just sure that hellish being. Find a way to get to me,
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and I' m so afraid one day I' ll make it. My
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name is Rafael and what I come to tell you today is a part of
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my life which for a long time saved because of the fear that people would
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call me crazy. However, I think it is time to tell what happened
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that December. At that time I was only 23 years old. From a
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very young age I had been interested in everything related to cameras, so my
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biggest dream was to be a photographer. He had even started a small business
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that was dedicated to making photography and video of events such as baptismal weddings or
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that kind of thing. It was a good way to earn extra income to
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continue my studies and, besides, it was something I enjoyed doing. It
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was early December when I received a call from a couple, which, because
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of the little I understood at the time, his cameraman had resigned leaving him
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without a cameraman a few days from the event, which was a wedding.
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Therefore, they were desperate to find a new one and that' s why
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they had called me it was an event that seemed to be quite big,
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so I figured that I could get a very good money and since I didn
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' t have many offers in that month, I decided to accept the job,
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although they informed me that the event would take place in three days and
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that was too short to be able to organize well, I decided to make
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a maximum effort to not look bad to the couple. The day came.
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Obviously, I convinced a couple of my friends to join me so that I
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could better cover what the event would be like. Everything seemed to be going
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pretty well, since, although he had not gotten enough people to cover it
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all, the couple seemed to be extremely understanding about it and seemed happy to
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at least have that. For the religious ceremony, we had to move to
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a small church, which seemed to be one of the first churches built there
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to be, as it seemed really old, though quite firm. I was
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little and I was a little surprised that the couple wanted to have their wedding
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there, since it was nothing extravagant. Still, that wasn' t entirely
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strange, so I didn' t make any comment on it. The ceremony
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began to take place in a perfectly normal way to that of any wedding ceremony.
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I was recording both the boyfriends and the guests. Everything seemed to go
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perfectly until suddenly I could see something in the lens. He seemed to be
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a specific person a young man no more than seventeen years old, who did
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not know where he had come from, for he had not seen him rise
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from any of the seats. This one was walking in the middle of the
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hallway. He dressed in a very unstylish way for a wedding, so he
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stood out among all the people there who dressed in their elegant outfits or party
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dresses. This guy was wearing a little bit of tarts and a black t
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- shirt. He was so thin that his bones were marked on his skin.
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It was almost like it was just skin and bones. He had a
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cap, which covered his face, as he looked down at all times and
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walked in a rather strange way. It was almost like I was learning to
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walk for the first time. What impressed me most was that people didn'
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t even seem to notice it, so I looked away from the House to
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see it better. However, a chill swept through my spine when looking into
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the hallway where it was, there was absolutely no one. The hallway was
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free and people were still sitting there paying attention to the ceremony. I looked
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back at the image in my camera and, to my horror, I could
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see how the boy was standing right there. Only that I missed I could
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only see it through the lens. I looked at one of my friends,
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who was also recording towards the boyfriends, so clearly I had to focus on
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the hallway. I managed to get your attention. However, when I did,
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it seemed too quiet. It was very obvious to me that I could
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not see what I was seeing through my camera. I didn' t know
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what to do. After all, I couldn' t scream, as the
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last thing I wanted was to ruin the timing of the bride and groom.
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I thought I' d stop recording, but I thought I couldn' t
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do that either, since that could be a completely valid proof of the existence
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of ghosts or paranormal entities. I looked back at the image in my camera
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and this boy had stopped a few meters away from where I was. He
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was so close that he could see more in detail his careless clothes, which
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seemed to be washed away, and the T- shirt had some holes from
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that of the pras soon, the boy began to raise his face by making
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the cap, which covered him leave. I discovered that horrible nightmare being I
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could see his face, which was unpleasant. He had scary eyes. They
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were just like two points in the face, because they were completely black.
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These shone with the reflection of the sunlight in the church. This demonic being
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had no nose. He didn' t seem to have the breathing holes either,
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since I have no idea how he could do it. But surely the
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most horrible thing was the mouth, which was enormous, for it could be
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said that it came from Oreja to Oreja. It was like those classic happy
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faces that people usually paint, only embodied in real life. That was pretty
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scary. The impact of seeing that horrible face caused me to step back a
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couple of steps, but I did not stop recording the moment I did that.
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That boy turned straight into my chamber, as if he realized that someone
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had seen him. He moved his head aside, as dogs do when they
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are confused and realizing that I had actually seen him, he opened his lips,
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letting out a dreadful cry, which was again heard by no one else
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in the Church but me. That scream sounded like a rat squealing or something.
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I released the chamber of fear, causing everyone to come back to see
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me. I couldn' t explain to anyone what I did, because I
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knew they would call me crazy, so I just lifted my camera and pretending
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that it had been damaged by the blow, I turned it off. My
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friends could take over the rest of the event, as I refused to re
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- record anything with my camera during that day. I was so scared that
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my friends, seeing me in that state, said it would be best if
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I went home to rest and that they would take care of it. I
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took their word for it, because I really did not wish under any circumstances
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to remain there. It was two days after that incident. I had refused
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under any circumstances, even to watch anything that had to do with videos or
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re- record something. I didn' t even do it with my phone.
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A part of me feared that in doing so, I would see again
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that being which, I am convinced, was not something human. Here I
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had missed too much everyone around me, as I was already catalogued as the
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official cameraman of my family and at every event or birthday I was always with
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my camera taking pictures. The moment was then, after so many questions from
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my family, that I decided to tell them what I had seen. I
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cannot deny that his first answer was not to believe me, for it was
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a rather unlikely story. However, I made sure I had evidence, which
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was the last video I had recorded that day with my camera. Some cousins,
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like uncles and my own parents, demanded to watch that video where I
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claimed to have captured that entity. So I took my camera and set out
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to play the video to relive that traumatic moment again for me. However,
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in doing so, the boy never showed up. I thought it might be
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wrong, since I was sure of what I had seen. I should have
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seen the same video a thousand times waiting for that boy to show up,
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but he didn' t. That made my family not only not believe me
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but also because of my insistence on the truthfulness of my words, I made
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them believe that I was going crazy or that, otherwise, I was trying
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to make fun of them, which is why they even bothered with s gos.
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It' s been almost two weeks. Christmas was close enough and for
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my family to stop being angry with me or making fun of it, I
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decided that I would record back the Christmas dinner, where we would all meet
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that year. Mostly I did, because I wanted to show them that I
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was over it. After all and finding nothing in the video, I wanted
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to convince myself that maybe I was very tired and everything had been the product
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of an exhausted mind, which I had tried to do everything to look good
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at that wedding. Christmas dinner came almost all night long, taking pictures and
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videos of my family and me. The night had been so pleasant that he
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had even completely forgotten that incident with the entity he had seen in the church.
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One of my uncles, who was the owner of the house where we
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were, asked him to take a picture with my grandparents while they were getting
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ready for the photograph. I pointed at them with the camera, but in
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doing so, I saw with horror that behind them stood the boy again his
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cap covered his face, as he looked down on the floor. It filled
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me completely with terror, as it was only a few inches from my grandmother.
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Suddenly I found myself unable to move or say anything. I stood as
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if I were a statue, staring at my camera, observing only what that
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being did for a few seconds seemed as motionless as I did. Suddenly he
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looked up again, showing me again his face was exactly the same as he
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remembered it, and then he began to run straight to me, screaming and
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screaming. In the same way when I was about to pounce upon myself,
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I released the Chamber and screamed. All my relatives looked at me very strangely
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and I made sure I saw him again. They looked at the camera,
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but they couldn' t see anything and since that day I haven' t
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touched a camera again, not even on my phone. I know that entity
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is waiting for me to neglect to really manifest itself again. I appreciate that
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you can only do it through a lens. I had to get away from
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my dreams of being a photographer, but at least I know that' s
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why I' m still alive. My name is Caesar and the story I
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have to tell you today is the clear example of how we should never play
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with things we don' t understand. I also hope I can find someone
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who can help me get rid of this. It all started when I was
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twelve. I was about to turn thirteen. To be more specific about all
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this, my birthday was on February 29th. For those who are not aware,
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this special day only happens every four years, so commonly, my birthday
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was celebrated on the twenty- eight. However, for my 13th birthday,
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on the 29th if it came on the calendar, which is why it was
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a little more special than the rest of my birthdays. My friends who were
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already aware of this had been telling me about a ritual that was performed every
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29 February and, if that were not enough, it was more than anything
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for people who specifically fulfilled years that day. I' m not really sure
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where they got that ritual. All I know is that they were excited and
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invited me to do it, as well as tax it for testing and uploading
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it into our networks. To be frank. I didn' t consider myself
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a person who believed in witchcraft rituals or anything like that. But they always
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thought bar that everything could have a logical explanation and that people who claimed to
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have experienced some paranormal event when performing rituals or similar things, were actually just
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lying and wanted to draw attention. My friends, taking advantage of that,
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told me that if I really believed it, then I wouldn' t have
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any trouble trying to do the ritual. For obvious reasons, I am not
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going to give specifications of this ritual, since I do not want to have
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in my conscience any of you go through what I have been through since that
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day. But basically it had to be done around midnight. I' ll
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tell it all in a nutshell. You had to stand in front of a
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mirror with the amount of candles that depended on your birthday. And after saying
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a few words in front of the mirror, which seemed to be in a
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language that I have always believed is Latin. You had to stare at your
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uncle for as long as you could last without blinking, according to the ritual,
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the longer you could look at your reflection only with the lighting of the
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candles, the more likely it would work. I held on as long as
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I could, but I finally had to blink. As soon as I did,
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I looked back at my reflection, which I didn' t know was
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because of the amount of time I had seen it or something similar, but
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it seemed somewhat different. In my own reflection I kept recording, obviously,
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but there was something in the factions of my face that didn' t completely
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convince me. I thought I was hallucinating because of the dream, so I
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decided to pay for the candles, stop recording and go to sleep. It
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didn' t take me long to fall asleep, but I was tormented by
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a nightmare, which I still remember perfectly. To this day I was in
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a dark place, so dark that there could be absolutely nothing around me.
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As I walked, I could feel as if the ground was full of water.
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I was barefoot and didn' t know exactly where to walk, so
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I just walked forward. Soon I could hear a dog crying. These were
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very hurtful, as if you were suffering a lot of pain. I tried
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to find the dog or whatever was causing that noise, as I hated to
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see animals suffer. The more I went into that dark place, the more
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I realized that I felt like someone was watching every single one of my movements,
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as if I was watching a show starring me. At one point,
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the dog' s cries stopped dry, leaving me again in total silence,
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which was only broken by the movement of water. As I took a step
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and then suddenly I saw a mirror in front of me, there was nothing
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more in the whole place than that huge one mirror. I approached him and
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saw my reflection. I even remembered that I had ever read that you couldn
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' t see your reflection in a dream, which made me doubt everything that
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was happening at the time. Suddenly I could hear as if someone made a
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sound to get my attention right behind me. That made me turn around,
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but I couldn' t see anyone. When I looked back in the mirror,
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I found that, despite remaining my reflection, the face of the mirror
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had been completely disfigured in an almost demonic grimace. Suddenly my reflection spread its
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hands pulling them out from the other side of the mirror and taking me by
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the arms to try to get in with him. I woke up right then,
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excited and sweating. It wasn' t very common in me to have
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nightmares or anything like that, but I assumed that I had sought it out
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for doing that ritual. I looked at the mirror where I had done everything
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and realized that I had missed a step. Which was to cover the mirror
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with a blanket once it was all over yet, I assumed it wasn'
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t very important, since nothing had really happened, so I decided to get
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ready for my birthday. However, while I was doing so, I could
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see how, even though the reflection in the mirror of my room followed my
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movements, it was almost as if it tried, for if I moved very
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quickly I could see how the reflection did. With a second delay, I
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felt like I was beginning to suggest, so, in order not to see
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the reflection anymore, I took a sheet and covered the mirror. That day
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happened in a fairly usual way to make a birthday. My mother and father
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congratulated me, just like some guys. That day a small meeting was scheduled
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for my friends to come, as were some other acquaintances. Likewise, the
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celebration was quite ordinary. During it I was able to show the video to
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my friends about the ritual, at the same time I assured them that it
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had been a waste of time, since nothing had happened by that time I
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had almost completely forgotten that strange dream I had had that night. As my
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friend watched it, he made me realize that in the video he could see
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a strange silhouette that seemed to form behind me. After seeing it carefully,
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I came to the conclusion that it was simply some shadow that could have leaked
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from the outside, or it could have been an image error. As I
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said before, I didn' t believe in any of the paranormal issues,
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so it was hard for me to believe that the ritual had actually worked somehow.
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It' s time to break the cake. That ritual had always become
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a little uncomfortable for me and I don' t think I' m the
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only one. I hated the idea of sitting quietly in front of a big
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cake while the rest of the people were singing a song to you. However,
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that day was different from the others. As I tried to cope with
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that moment with the greatest dignity I could, I looked up at my mother
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' s window, which was a few meters away from me. It was
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then that I was surprised to note that both my reflection and that of others
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did not agree with what was actually happening. My reflection was almost the same,
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only again, the face factions looked different, while the others seemed to
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be very upset, almost as if they were claiming something. That was too
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shocking for me, so much so that I hurriedly rose from my chair and
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pointed directly at that showcase. However, when they all looked strangely, they
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seemed not to be seeing what I was seeing, even though I continued to
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see that scene in the reflection, I could not be reassured. After that,
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which caused the party to end abruptly. My parents even scolded me a
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little since I had ruined my own birthday. But all I was interested in
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was getting away from that strange reflection while I was in my room. Sitting
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in my bed, I was thinking about the whole thing. I refused to
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believe that the ritual had worked somehow, let alone that I was going crazy.
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I thought I might well have been seeing wrong maybe a bad angle of
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light was making me look bad or I thought I could just have imagined it.
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However, any explanation my mind could conceive was discarded, for deep within
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me I knew that what I had seen was real. So, when I
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remembered what was going on while I was getting ready for my birthday, I
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looked at the mirror that was still covered. I wanted to take off the
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sheet and face it at once. I wanted to prove to myself that nothing
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was really happening and that I was only being suggested because of the stories of
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my friends. Although I was trying to tell myself that I had absolutely nothing
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to fear, I dared not remove the sheet. In a moment of courage
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and one pull, I discovered the mirror. At first, everything seemed pretty
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good. My reflection seemed to be normal and nothing or facial features seemed to
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be out of the ordinary. That made me breathe relieved, for I said
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that all the above lived could be nothing more than his management. However,
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at one point my reflection smiled at me in a demonic way and in the
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absence of a better term, I would say malignantly. It still didn'
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t come out of my initial astonishment. When my reflection stretched out his arms,
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just like in my dreams to pull them out of the mirror and try
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to reach me. For my fortune, I reacted in time enough to get
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away and scream as loud as I could for my parents to come to my
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aid. However, when they entered the room, everything seemed normal. I
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would very much like to say that this story has a normal ending, like
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the one I went with some healer or shaman and this one was able to
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remove that curse. But that was not so, even though I went with
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many people who claimed to be able to help me. They never found an
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explanation for what that entity was that visited me from that day on every birthday.
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Every time this one comes back, I can tell that it comes out
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a little more of the mirror and every year it goes by. I'
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m completely convinced that one day I' ll be able to go out completely
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to crawl with him on every birthday. It is a constant reminder that that
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day will come sooner or later, and I only hope to get the help
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I need before that day arrives. Stories written and adapted by Aurora Escalante