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Espíritus Malignos Y Demonios - 4 Relatos Aterradores Que Desafían La Realidad - Voces De La Noche · Niebla en el bosque con Evelith von

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The person closest to me after my mother was my grandmother Lupe. She was
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the kindest and most understanding woman that ever passed this planet. She was with
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me since the day I came into this world and since Dad wasn' t
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in the picture for a long time, it was just the three of us
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and since my mother had to work hard to get us out, my grandmother
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was the one who practically raised me. One of the strongest pains I experienced
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in my life was when my grandmother sat me at the table to explain to
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me about a disease that, according to the doctors, was already in a
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very advanced state. My grandmother was very brave in the face of her illness.
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However, he only managed to live a couple of years after his diagnosis
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on his deathbed, I was by his side. I remember how I held
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his hand as he told me that I was the most precious thing of his
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life. She also gave me a musical box that she used to put every
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night before bed and assured me that, as long as she didn' t
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forget her, she would never leave me alone. Those were the last words
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we said to each other, since he died that very night. The next
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few days after that were quite diffuse for me, as I plunged into a
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deep duel. I wanted my grandmother to be with me again. That was
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the only wish I had at the time of my life. However, it
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seems to me that my pain and despair attracted something with which I would never
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have liked to get involved. It was a dark and silent night, as
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if the whole world had plunged into a deep sleep. I was lying in
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my bed, unable to sleep completely. Although I was half awake, my
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senses remained alert. That had been the case since my grandmother' s death.
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That' s when I heard a soft creak in the house, like
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someone was sneaking down the halls my mind. Immediately a thief was filled with
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disturbing thoughts, perhaps with his heart beating quickly. I got out of bed
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and looked out the door of the room. To my surprise. I recognized
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that distinctive floral aroma that filled the air. It was my grandmother' s
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perfume, sweet and comforting, a perfume she wore all her life. I
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was afraid but I was also intrigued by that presence and a part of me
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wanted to believe that it was really my dear grandmother. I heard him walking
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around the house straightening out ornaments and moving chairs. For a moment it seemed
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to me that she was settling things as she liked in life. It was
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almost as if he was reliving well old habits. Suddenly I heard her humming
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an old song she used to sing to me sometimes. It was a song
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written by my grandfather, which I didn' t know, but thanks to
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this I was sure that it couldn' t be anything other than my grandmother.
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I know you' re thinking I should be crazy enough to be so
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calm after experiencing something like that. However, my reason was not right in
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those moments of my life. I even thought I' d come down to
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see her, but when I was about to decide something, she stopped me
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dry. I heard clearly how that spirit I thought was about my grandmother said
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in a slight whisper my name. That would have nothing unusual, except because
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she never called me that, because she had always called me by a loving
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nickname, which only she called me and no one else. That puzzled me
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and brought me back to reality. In just a moment. I heard her
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climb up the stairs gently complaining about the height of the steps, I could
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imagine her hands worn out by arthritis, clinging to the railing as I struggled
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to raise my thoughts agitated and my mind began to imagine her presence in the
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hallway approaching my room. I knew he was coming at me, so,
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without knowing what to do, I decided to go back to bed, cover
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myself from head to toe with the sheets and pretend to be asleep. The
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scent of his perfume filled the room. As I stood at the threshold of
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my door, I closed my eyes tightly, fearing what would come next.
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Terrified and paralyzed by fear, I was lying in my bed without daring to
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move a muscle. My grandmother' s figure bowed over me and I could
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feel her hand. Bone touching my head above the ons Despite having the sheets
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that covered me, I could clearly feel how icy his hand was like ice
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itself a chill ran through my back as his worn and soft voice resounded in
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the room. She gently moved my head as I wondered if I was asleep.
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At the same time that he asked me to enlist to go to the
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park terror prevented me from speaking or moving, I could not believe what was
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happening. I knew for sure that my grandmother had passed away a few days
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ago and yet there she was talking to me as if nothing had happened.
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I didn' t know what else to do, so in my mind I
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tried to pray only that, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn
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' t remember any prayer. The atmosphere became even heavier and my heart was
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beating so hard that I was afraid my grandmother would hear it. I tried
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to concentrate on any other thought to push away fear, but his words resonated
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in my head. Every time I closed my eyes. The image of his
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cold hand over my head. She kept repeating herself over and over again I
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tried to resist, even when she pulled the blankets hard. I kept trying
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to keep myself covered, but his strength was incredible for a woman of his
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age and being with a sudden pull. The blankets were pulled out of my
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hands, leaving me completely exposed to the darkness of the room. However,
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I refused to open my eyes. I felt trapped in a terrifying dream,
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but I knew I wasn' t dreaming. A foul, sick breath flooded
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my nose and I could barely stand it. My mind struggled to find a
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rational explanation for what I was experiencing, but it was impossible. My grandmother
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' s voice kept ringing in my ears, making me doubt my own sanity.
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Finally, I couldn' t stand it anymore and opened my eyes to
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my horror. There was no one else in my room, just me.
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In the middle of darkness. The nauseating aroma was still present, mixed with
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my grandmother' s sweet floral perfume. The confusion and fear gripped me as
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I tried to understand what had just happened. My heart kept pounding, but
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I couldn' t stay in bed waiting for something to happen. I took
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courage and decided to face the situation. I got up carefully, trying not
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to make noise and turned on the light from my room. The illumination partially
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dissipated the darkness, but I still felt something beholding me from the shadows.
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I tried to convince myself that everything had been the product of my imagination and
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the deep mourning that I was going through. I clung to the music box
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that my grandmother had given me before leaving and made her sound her melody,
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gave me some comfort and helped me calm my nerves. However, one thing
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was true. My grandmother was dead, had witnessed him with my own eyes
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and had attended his funeral. He could not accept that he had had a
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supernatural encounter with his spirit, but the facts were inescapable. I decided not
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to tell anyone about what happened that night. Who would believe me would surely
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take me for crazy or frightened by my grandmother' s grief, but deep
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in my heart I knew what I had experienced was real. The following days
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I tried to ignore what happened and move on, but every night the floral
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aroma filled my room and listened to his footsteps around the house. I didn
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' t know if that was a blessing or an evil. It was really
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my grandmother coming back to be with me or something more sinister and dark that
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pretended to be her. The weeks passed and to my horror, the smell
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of perfume had become everyday in the house. I wasn' t even startling
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to hear the night noises in my room and all over the house anymore.
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Fortunately, the visits of what I thought was my grandmother' s spirit were
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limited to walking down the halls and moving some furniture, such as chairs and
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armchairs, but there was nothing comforting about knowing that my dead grandmother was present
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in the house, even if her intentions seemed harmless. The worst thing was
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that my mother blamed me for the changes in the layout of the furniture.
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As much as I told him it wasn' t me who moved them.
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She never believed me to be frustrating, but she understood that everything had to
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have a logical explanation for it. During the following days I tried to get
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on with my life normally trying to leave behind the terrifying encounter with my grandmother
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' s spirit, but the nights became even more disturbing every time I closed
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my eyes to sleep. I felt a nearby presence, as if someone were
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watching me from the shadows of the Fourth, exhaustion began to take hold of
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me, as I could barely fall asleep and when I did, disturbing nightmares
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invaded my mind. In those nightmares I saw my grandmother transform into a demonic
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figure, her face twisted by evil, chasing me through dark and narrow corridors,
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I couldn' t understand why I had those dreams. I was sure
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my grandmother could never be tormenting me like that. However, I had no
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one to talk to, so I felt more lonely than ever. One night,
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while I was alone at home, because my mother worked late as usual,
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I decided to take a bath to relax and release some tension. I
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was absorbed in my thoughts when I plunged into Latin to rinse I opened my
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eyes under the water and to my horror, I saw a dark silhouette right
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next to Latina. The water did not allow me to see clearly, but
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I could clearly distinguish how this entity raised its hand and immersed it in Latin,
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holding my head and preventing me from coming out to the surface. The
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panic took over me. As I fought desperately to free myself from the relentless
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claw. Every second that passed I ran out of oxygen and the feeling of
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drowning became unbearable. As I struggled for my life, I could hear the
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sinister laughter of that entity, a laughter that seemed to emanate from the depths
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of the afterlife, my lungs were burning and my vision began to cloud.
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I thought I wouldn' t survive that terrible experience my grandmother was trying to
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take me to the other side. Uncontrollable despair seized me as I struggled to
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free myself from the relentless grip of the entity. But just as I felt
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my strength fading away, the entity abruptly released me, finally allowing me to
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surface to breathe eagerly and desperately. I managed to get out to the surface
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coughing and gasping, but the horror was not over. The dark silhouette was
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still there staring at me with empty, malevolent eyes. In an act of
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pure survival instinct. I came out of Latin and ran into my room,
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leaving a trail of water behind me. My heart was beating so hard that
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I seemed to want to escape from my chest, I locked myself in my
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room and pushed a heavy piece of furniture against the door, hoping that would
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be enough to keep me safe. I couldn' t explain what had happened,
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but I knew I had been on the verge of death that night.
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The nights after that terrifying encounter turned into torture for me. I knew,
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deep down in my being, that entity couldn' t be my grandmother.
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She would never hurt me that way. My grandmother' s true essence was
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loving and protective and what hovered over me on those dark nights was something clearly
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different and malevolent. I even remember reading a few things about the fact that
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if you wanted something very strongly, something might respond to your call. However,
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what he commonly responded to was not usually good. That left me quite
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uneasy. I had no idea what to do or think about it. I
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knew that thing that I had taken the form of my grandmother maybe because of
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my despair of wanting to see her again, so surely it was my fault
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And what tormented me the most was to think that, perhaps because of this,
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my grandmother' s real spirit could not rest in peace. One night
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while I lay drowsy in my bed. I was awakened by a soft melody
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almost like the music of a dancer. I tried to adapt my vision to
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the darkness of my room and I could barely see better. There was again
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the silhouette of that horrible entity, jumping clumsily around the room seemed as if
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trying to perform a ballet, but his movements were crude and uncoordinated. At
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a time of clumsiness, he hit my desk pulling a lot of the stuff
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on him. The noise startled me and the entity turned its empty eyes to
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me. Now children in mine. The melody that my aunt intensified, but
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she was no longer as melodic as she used to be. It had become
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discordant and sinister. It was as if the entity was making fun of me,
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enjoying my fear and anguish. However, this time something inside me changed.
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I refused to remain a victim of this terrifying presence. Despite my fear,
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I felt a burning anger rising within me. How dare he take the
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form of my beloved grandmother and torment me in this way with that still latent
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courage. Running through my body, I decided I should take the matter into
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my hands. I had a flashlight hidden under my pillow. I took it
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quickly and brightened up to that creepy figure. Although she looked wrinkled like my
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grandmother, her features were completely different. His eyes were sunk and his hair
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was barely a shadow of what he used to do. It almost seemed as
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if he only had some strips of hair hanging from his head. In addition,
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it was wet with water draining from its hair and forming puddles on the
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ground. The entity stopped dry when the light of the flashlight lit it up
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as if it had been caught in the act. His empty eyes seemed to
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inject anger at my bravery. However, instead of backing back, I stood
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firm and defiant, holding the flashlight in front of me as a shield against
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the darkness it represented. That' s when I screamed with a lot of
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anger at that entity that left me alone, since I wasn' t afraid
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of him. To this day. I have no idea where I got the
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courage to tell her all that. I' m sure I told you a
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couple more things, only that the kidney of the moment is becoming rather diffuse.
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That moment in my life, the entity seemed to waver for a moment
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as if my defiant attitude caught her by surprise, but soon her expression twisted
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into a maverick smile as she laughed with a creepy voice resounding throughout the room.
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His laughter was like that of a thousand tormented souls, a cacophony of
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suffering that raised my skin before I could say or do anything else. My
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flashlight went out, leaving me back in the dark. The entity fell over
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me, wrapping its cold, wet hands around my neck trying to hang me
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I heard his voice with an evil imitation of my grandmother' s voice,
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telling me that everything would be fine, that I would not resist and that
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I would soon be next to my grandmother. I fought with all my might,
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but I felt like I was short of breath. That chilling spectacle was
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heard by my mother, who quickly came to my room to see what was
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happening. When I opened the door, my mother was horrified to see that
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supernatural entity over me, trying to suffocate me. The light that entered through
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the door seemed to cause the entity to fade momentarily. I was barely conscious,
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but fortunately I was fine, except for some marks on my neck that
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I still have to this day. My mother took me out of the room
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and as we were leaving the room, I could hear the evil laughter of
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the entity. Rumbling all over the house. My mother closed the door to
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the room and took me to the living room. I was visibly worried,
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but he tried to stay calm to calm me down. I told him about
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all the scary experiences I' d had since my grandmother passed away. I
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saw that entity pretend to be her using her ra ra ra appearance to scare
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me. After hearing my story, she apologized to me for not paying enough
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attention to me to notice before. After that, my mother called a priest
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who blessed the house and me looking for protection against any evil that stalked.
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It wasn' t a simple thing. In fact, it required many sessions
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to gradually stop paranormal activity completely. From that day on, the visits of
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that entity ceased and I did not experience anything similar again. The priest had
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brought a sense of peace and protection to the house. However, I always
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remain alert, for evil can lurk in the dark waiting for an opportunity to
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return. Although my life returned to an apparent normality, the experience left me
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with deep scars and a shadow of fear that will never completely disappear every night
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before I sleep I pray for the protection of my grandmother and any malevolent entity
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that may be lurking. I cannot help but be alert, for I know
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that the world is a mysterious place full of dark secrets and we never know
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that awaits us in the darkness of the night. My brothers and I were
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very much in agreement, both my parents and my grandfather, until we left
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this world people were very envious, because we were always together, we were
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the perfect family and I said we were until the unexpected happened. My mom
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and I were very close everywhere. We were always together. One day we
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decided to have a little meeting with one of my aunts and her daughter.
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My mom went quickly to a little time we had near the house to buy
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what we were going to occupy, to make dinner where we lived. They
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were apartments in ours I was on the first floor. We had elevator or
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stairs. We knew my mom would get here fast, as she always had
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the habit of climbing up the elevator. After a while we heard a very
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loud noise, as if it were a blow against the wall We opened the
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door, but nothing had happened. It was just my mom who had come
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with the shopping. But we noticed it strangely, because when the elevator door
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was opened. He looked a little lost as if he had seen a ghost.
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We approached her and asked her if anything happened to her and she just
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smiled. He said that nothing had happened to him, that he felt a
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very strong pressure on his chest, but he had already missed it. I
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kept seeing her because I still noticed her strange. We went into the house
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and everything got worse. My aunt told my mom to go to bed for
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a while that between her, my cousin and I would make the food and
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when it' s your wine I was smart and we would talk to my
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brothers and her to go down to eat. He accepted, but did not
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go to his room, but left the house. We didn' t care
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because we thought maybe he wanted just a little air. The food was already
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made. We talked to my brothers to get them down. We' re
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waiting for my mom to arrive. We served the table and heard that they
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knocked on the door. We looked out the door slit and saw my mom,
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but we didn' t want to open because what she looked like terrified
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us, in fact, was my mom, but with a different look.
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His face was full of blood, his eyes wide open. I didn'
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t have eyelids and a big smile. It seemed as if she had cut
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herself to make a smile like the knight of the night' s villain.
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She kept knocking on the door. My brothers locked themselves in his room and
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my aunt protected us. He stood in front of us and talked to my
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mom. We decided to open him up and he headed for the kitchen.
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She said we were going to eat, that she would warm our food.
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We watched her from a distance and her attitude was not good at all.
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It was a typical horror movie behavior. It was cut with the glasses and
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drained blood into the pan. He was batting something and he didn' t
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care if it was filled with blood. My aunt told her that we had
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already prepared, that we were just waiting for her to sit down. She
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got so upset that she put her ugly face on her face, and with
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an impressive force, she threw my aunt into the couch in the living room.
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I was dying of fear. I didn' t know what to do
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My cousin and I helped my aunt stand up. We ran for my brothers
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and locked ourselves together in a room. A few days later, we noticed
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that my mom kept her locked up in the house, but she talked to
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someone and threw things at us to forget about that bad moment We went to
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a camp that we were invited to, in a forest where we thought there
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was nothing and, on the contrary, there were many people and places to
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visit We loved it. It' s time to go for a ride on
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a boat we' d rent, but something unexpected happened to us. My
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mom had come to the place full of blood. She was yelling at us
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because we left her alone. We tried to run away from her fury,
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but she caught up with my cousin I managed to take refuge in a hiding
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place through the pile of trees that there were and I could see her ripping
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her hair out of a tail and biting her in different parts of the body
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so that she would tell us where we were all hiding. But she couldn
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' t talk anymore because she was already dead. To the lady who rented
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us the cabins for the camp we explained from the beginning to the date that
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it had happened with my mom. She told us that she knew a family
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that had gone through the same thing, that they had lived in the same
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unit and that they were said to have been attacked by a witch who lived
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in the same building as us. Yet he said there was a solution,
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but it was only on my hands, because it was necessary for me to
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be a woman who had her blood to be able to put an end to
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this nightmare. Obviously, that night I didn' t get to sleep as
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vivid as I had the memory of my cousin' s death and think about
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comfy the news to my aunt, imagine it had to be me who broke
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up with my mom. Moreover, I was afraid, for it was perfectly
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well that she was possessed and could hurt me a lot. The other day
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I braved myself and talked to my aunt emphasizing that it wasn' t my
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mother who had killed my cousin' s life. I told her the lady
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rents the cabins. He told me that mom is most likely possessed by an
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evil spirit that got out of it by a neighbor who is a witch.
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I explained She didn' t believe me much at first, but when she
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remembered how my mom had acted on the day of the meeting, she ended
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up accepting that it made sense. So he decided to help me too.
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She met the requirements of being a woman and of the same blood. He
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would say to end this hell and in memory of my cousin we went out
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looking for Mom. After a couple of days, we found her in one
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of the forest rental cabins. Both cabins and Mom looked dirty and untidy.
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I approached her and treated her as if nothing had happened. I hugged her
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trying to hide my fear and told her I missed her and wanted us to
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go home. She hugged me, but she pressed me very tight and told
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me I don' t believe your word. You' re lying You don
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' t want to be with me anymore. I felt like I was losing
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control of the situation. Still, I kept her calm and distracted her for
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the time it took to get help. When the time came, my aunt
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came out of nowhere and threw a bucket of water at her. My mom
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screamed in pain like she was burning. My aunt told me it was holy
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water to take out the being who owned it. But suddenly she was able
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to recover and chased us all over the place wanting to kill us and screaming
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curses. The lady from the cabin showed up and could hug her from behind
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and tie her hands. She covered her head and we took her to a
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cabin where she was living. Once inside, the lady made a magic spell
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in the old tongue and threw it at my mom. She resisted, but
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finally managed to get out. What she was wearing was a black shadow and
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the lady cast another spell that caused that shadow to disintegrate. I ran to
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my mom to see if she was still alive or dead, as they had
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possessed her body. The lady told me she was going to be fine,
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that she only needed medical attention. We called an ambulance that took my mother
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to give her what she needed. As they walked away, I turned to
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my aunt, who wept for the loss of her daughter, but she was
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somewhat comforted to know that it had not been my mother who committed the crime.
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Also, during the time Mom was in the hospital, I was with
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my aunt to make the situation more bearable. My brothers and dad decided to
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live away from anything that could remind them of the horrible event, so they
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left us alone. I would not abandon my mother, who had been a
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victim of human evil. After months, I was given the good news that
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I could already take to my mom because she had already improved noticeably. We
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went home and everything was fine. My mom was already feeling better and I
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was making plans to go live somewhere else to start a new life together.
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So we went to look for places for our new home. We found one
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that we both loved, gave the money and moved in right away. Everything
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was fine. Until I met the lady from the cabin. I noticed her
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differently, maybe something strange in her eyes or a different vibe. I'
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m not sure. Her attitude was the same, but something in her scared
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me. I didn' t care and thanked her, as she helped me
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get my mom back to a neighbor she had started friendship with. She told
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me to be careful who I put my trust in and asked that I not
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leave my mother alone, because when I was gone, my mother acted differently
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than when I was with her, who talked to evil beings, especially when
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I had a certain visit. Turns out that demon came back to her,
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but in a more cautious way, because my mom made a pact with the
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devil and the devil was the lady of the cabin, but she was disguised
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as a person. I wasn' t willing to lose my mother that easily.
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Therefore, I decided to find out what it takes to undo such a
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pact I knocked on many doors. Some were not opened, others were almost
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inaccessible. Finally, an elderly woman, who saw me very distressed, took
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me home and showed me some rather old books, full of disturbing symbols and
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images. He took one that, according to her, was written in Hebrew
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by the devil himself. I don' t remember if he said the manual
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or instructive book of San Cipriano in which he described what I required. In
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that manual it comes as making a pact with the Dark Lord, also as
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undoing it, and that to say of the old woman was a thousand times
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more difficult and dangerous than the first thing we see. Like me, I
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didn' t make the pact and I want to save a soul from eternal
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fire. I must be a good person, pure and without bad desires towards
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my neighbor. I think that I do cover him with a brave and noble
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heart, because what is requested is not anything. It was necessary to gather
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certain things together to achieve my purpose. A gray cat, a dagger of
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white mango, a leaf of virgin parchment made dust of bones, charcoal,
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a black silk scarf, two objects of gold or silver preferably, coins,
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water, river clean and my blood. When I had everything, I met
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the old lady and she gave me the instructions. Along with a thousand recommendations
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and so many blessings. The ritual had to be performed in the woods at
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midnight and without moonlight. For my good luck, that day there was no
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moon and I could do what I needed. I drew a staff on earth
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with the inverted star, knowing perfectly what the first step was to summon the
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great goat with the horns, pointing the cat to the north, cleaned his
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eyes with the silk handkerchief bathed in the river water and after that, with
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the same handkerchief, rubbed my eyes and began to recite a few words in
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Hebrew for him to appear. That' s how I spent a long time,
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maybe two or three hours, when the gentleman was meant to show up.
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It was enormously imposing with a voice of thunder rumbling inside my head.
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Seeing him if he caused all my fears to swell my heart seemed to want
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to get out of my chest and I was about to cry. I still
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don' t understand how I managed to contain myself. The inhuman voice asked
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why I had dared to call him I took courage from all the love I
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have always felt for my mother and told her. I demand that you release
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is my mom' s soul. She' s a good woman and you
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have no right to take her from me. He replied that no one is
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forced to agree with anyone, that my mom had made use of her free
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will by choosing to close a deal with him, that she had done her
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part and collected what was agreed. Your mother lived a good life and was
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happy for many years, married, had children, loved and loved. He
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got a lot more than he would have had without me tell me something you
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know what the deal was. Of course not, you' re just demanding,
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but I' m gonna tell you. Your mom was a 13-
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year- old girl, one day she was playing in the woods you know,
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when a guy approached her with the worst intentions. Your mother ran as
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fast as she could, but the man caught her and abused her. Not
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according to that, he stuck a dagger in his belly several times. While
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this was happening, she implored her god to save her. Obviously, it
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didn' t happen. Almost on the verge of death he called me making
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the same request with a plus. She wanted to see the man who hurt
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her die and I agreed, and I told her that all she wanted,
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in return, was the recognition of who had really helped her and she would
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live happily for a long time, but that her soul would be mine when
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she turned fifty- five. Obviously, he accepted and we both complied.
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When he stopped bleeding and got up, he saw the coward running away by
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jumping a fence with so little gutter that he fell from his mouth as a
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bear ran through his throat. Your mother told her parents what had happened and
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who had saved her. They didn' t think it was real, but
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she was aware of everything. I never saw her worried about anything else,
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and if she had a dilemma, she would always turn. She had everything
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I promised her and now she' s with me. What you saw in
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the woods wasn' t your mom and if you go now you' ll
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only find her inert body. That filled me with pain, because I loved
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my mom and wanted to live with her for a long time. That'
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s when I let out the bitterest cry I' ve ever had. I
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told her it wasn' t fair to her or me that she would have
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taken her without giving us a chance to say goodbye You got what you need.
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He told me the scroll, the charcoal of bones, the dagger and
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your blood. The next step is missing, and now we' ll see
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that you' re made with the dagger. You' re gonna cut off
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your heart finger and mix the blood that comes out with the coal of bones.
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That' ll be your ink. I asked him so I' d
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want to write something and he told me it was time for me to make
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a contract. I didn' t think of it. I made the ink
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of bones and blood to reflect my desire on the scroll. I wanted to
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see my mommy and say goodbye to her. I wanted a hug and a
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kiss from her on my forehead. I wanted to know that he' d
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be fine where he was. I finished writing and signed him put the same
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clauses as with my mother, a good life, without problems, surrounded by
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love. In exchange for turning only to him until he was sixty- five,
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ten years later you' re going well I hope you don' t
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chicken out on the next step. Take my hand and go to the river
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ordered. We walked together for a while until we got to the river.
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There was a boat waiting for us with his boatman. I felt the forces
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abandoning me. When I recognized Caronte even though I had never seen him,
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I knew it was him, because it coincided with what was described in Greek
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mythology. I thought about not approaching transport to the other world, but he
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could more the love that I had at my hand. As he went up,
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he requested the payment and I delivered the two silver coins. We traveled
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the river didn' t remember that long until we reached a grotto. At
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the entrance we stopped and descended from the boat. My mom was there like
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waiting for me to get there. I was going to hug her and I
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told her I wanted to stay with her. They both said that was not
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possible. The Dark Lord and mother who was to continue my life and enjoy
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all the good that this one had. She assured me that he was not
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bad, that he had always looked after his well- being, that the
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time had simply come for him to abandon earthly life. But that did not
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make her a pitiful soul, for she had the best memories of her family
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and friends and was now in her new home and was happy to hear those
37:45
words. I was very comforted by all the kisses I could no longer give
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her and I promised her that I would strive to be blissful, to be
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a great human being, as she was and to be worthy to receive love.
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The Dark Lord returned me to the forest and emphasized to me that he
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always kept his promises, that he would always be taking care of me and
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would put everything to live well and happy that depended on me to know how
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to take advantage of the opportunities that he presented me. Before he left,
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I asked him how it was possible that he could see him if he was
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not on the verge of death. That' s what the cat' s
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eyes are for. Take good care of that gift Who doesn' t know
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will say you' re crazy when you say you can see paranormal things,
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but it will save you from many dangers and it was, as he told
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me, my cat eyes. They freed me from many negative people and helped
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me see the opportunities he put in my way. I have been a person
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who accomplished everything that was proposed, I had money, houses, trips and
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I knew the love of my life without needing to kiss toads. Today I
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celebrate my sixty- fiveth birthday with a big party, because I know it
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' s my farewell. He' s already waiting for me. Mixed between
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the guests and the sound of the last bell of the day, I'
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ll be able to meet Mom again. For safety. I' ll change
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my name to Deucius and the local one to Isamal, since I wouldn'
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t want anyone trying to harass a family that' s still alive. But
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I can guarantee that history as such is real only happened elsewhere. And people
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were called different. Well, I' ll start by saying that my parents
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never wanted children. I guess neither one really felt that paternal or maternal desire
39:45
that many people in the world have. However, my grandparents did want grandchildren
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and as they gave them most of their income, then they decided to give
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them one and that was me, although over the years, I, for
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obvious reasons, grew up and was no longer adorable or easy to handle as
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it is. A little boy. Don' t misunderstand me, I wasn
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' t a bad servant or I misbehaved with my grandparents, with whom I
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live more today than with my parents themselves. However, the time comes for
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each person to start looking for their own interests or to go out with their
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friends and, obviously, grandparents are not invited to any of that and therefore,
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my grandparents began to push again with a new grandson. They did it
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under the excuse that they needed to give me a brother to keep me company,
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but we all knew they were just bullshit. They just wanted a new
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grandson. These days I know my grandparents and dads were wrong. At least
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I know I would never bring children into the world if I' m not
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even willing to go to their school events and leave them alone most of the
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time. But well, back then I saw it as perfectly normal and reasonable.
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I was eleven, almost twelve, when my parents decided to bring a
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new baby into the world. At first I disagreed with his decision, but
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I quickly realized that I had no voice or vote in the matter and gave
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me a little bit of the same, because I thought it was not something
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that would affect me anyway. However, I soon discovered that the latter was
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very wrong, as that little one became my personal responsibility. My parents,
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as always, seemed to quickly tire of their parental duties and, unfortunately,
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even though my grandparents loved him, they were already too old to have the
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patience and energy needed to be able to take care of a baby, so
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they left me in charge when I wasn' t in school to have spent
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more time with him. They' d have noticed something I didn' t
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take so long to find out. My brother was anything but common, when
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even his attempts at communication were simple and ununderstandable babbling. He used to get
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frustrated as if he really wanted to say something very important that his vocal cords
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still couldn' t pronounce. And although that might be seen as something more
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or less normal, He was very clever. If he saw the vibron warm
42:22
up in it microwave, he would refuse to drink it and signal me to
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do it on the stove. Besides, he didn' t seem to be
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interested in baby toys It was like he was insulted every time you gave him
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one of those to entertain him. I think if I try just a little
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bit I can remember what his first word was. He was about six or
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seven months old, as I was supposed to do my homework at school,
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he had the habit of taking his corral to my room giving him some blocks,
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which seemed to be the only thing he was interested in playing with and
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just turning around to see him from time to time was pretty quiet, so
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he didn' t cause me so much trouble. I was looking at how
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to do operations supported by an Internet video. When I heard him say it
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and Samal at first I thought he had babbled and that word had come out
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of it, however, almost immediately.“ He said this time, trying
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to get my attention,” Lucio Izamal said at the time,“ far
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from scaring me,” I thought it was pretty cool that he had said
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my name. I didn' t even care about the other word he said.
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I told him to say it again and he said the word isamal again
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I said no, to say my name, but he kept repeating the same
43:39
word over and over again. The truth I had never heard, so with
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some intrigue, I went to the seeker and put the word. It turned
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out to be a town that was five hours away by car from the city
43:57
where we lived. It became very strange to me, but I finally thought
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I' d heard it on TV or something, so I didn' t
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give much importance to that. As my brother developed his language, he also
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started playing with some toys quickly. I discovered that their games were just as
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peculiar, as they were not battles, or they already know that they were
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only whipped for whipping. He seemed to recreate situations of everyday life, though
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not of our environment or situations to which he was exposed. But the strangest
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thing was that there was a recurring name in his games, Carlota, which
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was represented by a little porcelain shepherd who came down from the furniture. There
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was no TV show in our house with a character called that and we didn
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' t know anyone by that name either. I was very curious to know
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where that name came from. One day I sat next to her and told
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her that I was playing with him and I took that little shepherd telling her
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that she could make the lady in danger and we could hang her from a
45:07
bridge to what was angry. She took it from my hands and told me
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that Carlota was very strong and that she would never be the lady in danger.
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By then he was about two and a half years old, about.
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My curiosity became unstoppable and I decided to ask him directly who Carlota was,
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thinking she might be a hero or something from some show I watched while I
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was in school. However, I was not prepared for what my brother answered
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me with just two and a half years. He looked at me with his
45:40
innocent eyes and responded with total seriousness. She' s my wife. Those
45:45
words surprised me how a child his age could talk about fearing a wife.
45:52
I tried to get more information out of him, but his answers were somewhat
45:58
ununderstandable because he said words that he could not utter at all well, but
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at the same time revealing. In addition to Carlota, he pointed to other
46:07
dolls and mentioned three other names, Juliet, Sebastian and Mateo, according to
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him, were his children. From that moment on, the presence of Carlota,
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Juliet, Sebastian and Mateo became increasingly palpable in our lives. My brother
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talked about them as if they were real, sharing anecdotes and describing imaginary situations
46:32
that only he could see. He was convinced that he had a unique connection
46:37
to those dolls and took refuge in his imaginary world with a passion that was
46:43
disturbing. Although I found it strange, I decided to let go of my
46:49
little brother' s claims. After all, I thought it was just children
46:52
' s games and that, eventually, he' d forget about those fantasies.
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However, instead of vanishing, his memories seemed to become sharper. As
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the days passed, one sunny afternoon, my brother and I were alone at
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home. We were sitting in front of the TV watching a movie. I
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liked that he didn' t like children' s movies and preferred to see
47:21
what I saw. Suddenly a commercial appeared announcing a marathon of very old films.
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My brother pointed excitedly at the screen and told me I went to see
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that one with Carlota. When he came out, I was puzzled and told
47:37
him that that movie had been released long before either one of us was born,
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so he couldn' t have seen it on the day of his premiere.
47:45
However, instead of recanting, my brother looked at me seriously and answered
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non- nucio. It was before I met you when I lived in Izamal
47:57
with my wife my children, I was not yet born. I ran out
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of words. I had no idea how to respond to that. Those statements
48:06
were incomprehensible to me. My brother continued to speak with a calmness that was
48:12
disconcerting. I remember how my brother threw me out of a high place,
48:15
very high, and then I died, but then I woke up here and
48:22
after that he said smiling at me you' re better, you, you
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wouldn' t push me and I wouldn' t push you his childish,
48:29
serene voice either. It resonated in the silence of the room. I didn
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' t know what to say. I remained silent trying to process his words
48:37
as he turned his attention to television, as if nothing had happened. However,
48:44
I could not stop going around what I had just heard. That revelation
48:50
went beyond the imagination of a child of just three years old for that moment
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in history, how he could speak of a past life in Izamal, how
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he could possibly remember his own death and resurrection. I felt a chill running
49:07
around my back as I reflected on my brother' s words. One part
49:12
of me wanted to discard it as a product of his imagination, but another
49:16
part wondered if there was something darker and more mysterious behind his words. That
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night, as I was trying to fall asleep, my mind was filled with
49:29
many questions who my brother really was, where those vivid and detailed memories came
49:34
from. The mystery that enveloped his existence became a shadow lurking in my mind,
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fueling my restlessness and unleashing my curiosity. The truth is, my family
49:45
wasn' t religious. We didn' t believe in the idea of heaven
49:50
or hell. Unlike most people. We were educated with the mentality that if
49:54
you died, you just died, period, but no. That' s
49:59
why it meant the urs who didn' t know about all those reincarnation stories.
50:04
So I began to immerse myself in research into past lives and reincarnation.
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Although, logically, I had never believed in those ideas. The evidence was
50:14
hard to ignore. I even told my parents, but their answer was to
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dismiss my concerns and tell me that my brother simply repeated things I had heard.
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Out there, though, I couldn' t let it go so easily.
50:31
My curiosity pushed me into the subject. Searching for documented cases and testimonies
50:37
of children who remembered their past lives. With surprising clarity, I discovered that,
50:44
although memories were most common to be vague or diffuse, there were exceptional
50:47
cases of children remembering specific details. Armed with this knowledge, I decided to
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dig deeper with my brother. He wanted to know how far his so-
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called memories of past lives came. I asked him about his previous name and
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if he remembered precisely where he lived, according to the data I found on
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the Internet. It was unlikely that such a small child would have such clear
51:15
and detailed memories. However, my brother surprised me once again. He revealed
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the name of his other parents, the house where he had grown up and
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even the names of his childhood friends. She told me how she had met
51:31
Carlota and how she had fallen in love with her from the first moment she
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saw her. He shared several anecdotes from his children telling happy and sad moments
51:43
of his past life. Really, talking to him felt like talking to a
51:46
very old person. What struck me the most was his account of how he
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was building a house and how his brother had pushed him, since they were
51:57
both about to inherit half of the family ranch and he wanted it only for
52:00
him. As I listened to his words, I was impressed that the thing
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that hurt my brother the most was not to have died, but to have
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lost Carlota. Then, at that moment of vulnerability, his eyes lit up
52:16
and looked at me with a supplicating look. You could take me. She
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told me, I want to see if she' s still alive. My
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brother' s request left me breathless how I could respond to such an extraordinary
52:31
thing, since I, just by that time, was seventeen years old and
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still studying in high school, could not fulfill my brother' s desire to
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take him somewhere to verify his memories of past lives. Not to mention that
52:46
my logical mind prevented me from believing him 100%. Instead of outright denying
52:52
him the possibility, I decided to use time as an ally. I had
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read that memories of past lives tended to fade with the passing of days,
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so I thought that if I gave him time, he too would forget,
53:08
so I just told him I would try to find a way. But again
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this was not the case with my little brother. As the months passed,
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I continued to wonder enthusiastically if we were already going to Iro how we could
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get there. He seemed to be caught up in an endless cycle of eagerness
53:28
to discover the truth about his previous life. One day, on returning from
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school, I found my brother crying in his bed. I approached him quickly
53:37
and asked him why he was crying in sobs. He confessed to me that
53:43
he could no longer remember whether the scar his son had scarred when playing with
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a burning coal was on his left or right arm. He was terrified of
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forgetting the details of his past life and forgetting his family. He looked at
53:58
me in despair and told me he had to see his family, even if
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it was once to make sure they were okay, although he still had no
54:07
chance of taking him anywhere. I came up with an idea. I told
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him I could record it while he told all the things he remembered and then
54:17
we would try to send the video to his previous family reluctantly. He accepted
54:22
my proposal. This is how I recorded it for more than two hours as
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my brother recounted detailed and complex details that simply could not be part of a
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young child' s vocabulary. After finishing the recording, my brother told me
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the place, so it wasn' t hard to put the data on the
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letter. However, despite our efforts, we never got an answer. Soon
54:50
after I went to college, leaving my brother behind. His anger was evident
54:57
and he didn' t talk to me all my first year of career.
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Every weekend I went home, he completely ignored me. Everyone thought it was
55:06
because I didn' t live there anymore, but I knew the truth.
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However, one day, while listening to music in my room, he approached
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me with a sad look in his eyes and informed me that our parents were
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going to attend a wedding during the weekend, which also came now that he
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had a driver' s license. He asked me to take him to see
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his previous family. I was surprised, as I had assumed that by that
55:35
moment I would have forgotten everything. I tried to dissuade him by arguing that
55:42
we had no concrete evidence and that it was dangerous to take a trip without
55:45
a clear direction. However, I was deeply moved by his voice and his
55:51
attempt to contain the tears. He told me I almost completely forgot his voice.
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His words echo nan in my heart, making me understand the anguish and
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need of my little brother to discover the truth. As soon as our parents
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left to attend the wedding. I took the keys to the car and headed
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with my brother towards the village, from which he claimed to have been born
56:16
in another time. As we approached, his memory seemed to awaken even more.
56:22
He mentioned details, correcting past memories and pointing out places that seemed to
56:29
resonate in his mind. He said things like I remember this, but it
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wasn' t like that. Before. There was a tree in this place.
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His emotion was palpable. Finally we arrived in the village and my brother
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remembered more and more, pointed out places and told me stories about when I
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was a child, like the fights I used to have in certain parts of
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the town. I mentioned some benches that were no longer there and I didn
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' t remember seeing Carlota for the first time in the same place. Our
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destiny was the house, where he claimed to have lived in his past life.
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However, when we knocked on the door, a young brunette with big
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eyes opened us, I felt a knot in my stomach, as at that
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moment I realized how absurd our search was. Before I could say a word,
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my brother looked at the girl and told her that she was not his
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daughter and asked about her family. The girl, a young woman in her
57:30
twenties, was uncomfortable with our presence. He even seemed to have every intention
57:35
of closing the door in our faces. Then, my little brother mentioned the
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name of Carlota and the names of her children. The young woman stopped incredulous.
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He told us we were too late. We were standing in front of
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what his great- granddaughter would be. The impact of that revelation left my
57:54
brother and I breathless. My little brother insisted by mentioning a letter we had
58:02
sent a couple of years ago. The young lady confessed to us that she
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thought it was a joke, but now she realized the truth. Without knowing
58:12
what else to do, she let us pass, as the one who had
58:15
been my brother’ s daughter in the past was still alive, though she
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could not walk because of old age. We' re approaching her, a
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fragile old woman. My brother approached him tenderly and spoke to him mentioning details
58:30
of his childhood that only a father could know. The connection between them was
58:36
obvious. Then we went to Carlota' s tomb, where my brother knelt
58:40
and began to cry, asking for forgiveness for not being able to see her
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alive. One last time she swore she' d always love her. More
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hours passed and we realized that we had no choice but to return to our
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home. The trip had given us answers and closed, but it also left
59:00
us with a feeling of melancholy and a mixture of emotions difficult to describe.
59:07
The return was silent. I didn' t even know if anyone could believe
59:12
that story or just take me for crazy. The following year, my brother
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lost much of what he remembered and today he does not remember at all.
59:22
Remember the trip we made together, but he thinks we visited an aunt.
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I will never finish understanding exactly what happened, but now I know that death
59:31
is not the end, my grandmother died five days ago and although this story
59:45
is something my whole family knows, we are forbidden to share it or mention
59:51
it outside the family circle. I feel there are stories in this world that
59:55
don' t deserve to be lost. Even if she wasn' t an
1:00:00
important person, even if she didn' t make a big discovery or save
1:00:04
lives, even if she was a poor woman victim of circumstances, her story
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doesn' t deserve to fade into nothingness. To begin with, I honestly
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didn' t meet my grandmother Paterna until I was twelve years old to tell
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the truth. It wasn' t something that would take my sleep away from
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me back then, because you can' t miss what you' ve never
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had. In addition, I had my grandmother Mother, which was very good,
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so I remember Dad was always complaining that she lived too far and isolated
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to be in contact, and even though she had been tried to buy a
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cell phone, she always had it off. That was the main reason we
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spent so much time without any contact with her. And that was until someone
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told my father that my grandmother had had an accident. While he was tending
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his cows, he did not know what had happened, but he had hurt
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his leg and refused to go to a doctor completely because they were summer vacations.
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Dad came up with the great idea that we should go visit her along
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with all my uncles and cousins. After talking to them, all my dad
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' s brothers agreed that they should have my grandmother leave the ranch and live
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with one of us in town, more specifically with us. It was an
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extremely long trip, two days just to get there, but since I wouldn
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' t like curious people to desecrate my grandmother' s ranch as if it
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were some kind of tourist site, then I won' t say exactly where
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this one is. I' ll just say it was a very retired place
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where there wasn' t much civilization and those that could be considered your neighbors
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were an hour away on our journey. My dad' s three brothers were
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going with their families. We were in contact with the cousins, so at
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least we had each other to stand the long road. When we finally got
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to the ranch, the facade of my grandmother' s house really looked careless,
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and that, coupled with the fact that there was nothing around, made
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her look like an abandoned ranch or some godforsaken place you wouldn' t want
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to go into. Dad blew his horn so that Grandma would realize that there
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was someone outside, because although they had tried to call her to let her
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know that we would go, as always, her phone was off. Several
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minutes passed and there was no sign of our grandmother. My father decided to
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call her on the phone, but there was no coverage in that remote place.
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Uncertainty was mixed with the sense of restlessness emanating from the house and its
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surroundings. After waiting outside for what seemed like an eternity where it didn'
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t seem like there was any intention on my grandmother' s part to open
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up my father and my older brother made a bold decision. They jumped over
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the entrance gate so they could open it from the inside and allow us access.
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Everyone agreed that, although that might be considered a break- in,
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it was their children and they had to make sure that their mother was well.
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When we finally got into the ranch, my grandmother finally left her house.
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Her foot was bandaged and dressed, but in a very rustic way,
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as if it were something she had done for herself, rather than going to
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a doctor. Her face reflected surprise and confusion when she saw her whole family
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gathered in front of her. My dad and my uncles told her that they
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had tried to locate her for more than a week before deciding they would go,
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but that they had had difficulty contacting her because of the lack of a
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telephone signal, and that we had been outside for a long time waiting for
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her to open us. Our grandmother explained that she was used to loneliness.
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She didn' t trust to open the door, because the only person who
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came to visit her once a month was her neighbor, who had warned us
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about my grandmother' s accident and that she had her own key, so
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no one else would knock on the door. And that' s why,
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even though I' d heard the cars, I didn' t think they
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were looking for her. Rather, he thought they were passing through. My
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cousin brothers and I got out of the cars and after a while of introductions,
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my cousin Irma proposed going around the place, which was really, really
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big. On the road, Dad had told us some things about the place
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and Grandma. From what he told us, our grandparents were quite hermits and
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they didn' t like living with many people and they didn' t let
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their children socialize much, even for different reasons. My dad told us that
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Grandma always told them they were better than the rest of the town and they
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had to go to the first chance and never come back. Meanwhile, Grandpa
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told them that their world was there, that they didn' t need to
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live with anyone else. Dad also told us that over the years they became
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much more drastic, turning the ranch into a kind of mini ecosystem, which
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gave them food and water, so they didn' t have to leave the
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ranch at all. And that had caused Grandma to get out a lot once
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a year, while he and his brothers went out alone to school, as
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Grandpa got angry and gave horrible physical punishments to the son who found himself wandering
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in the village or socializing with others. In fact, he refused to have
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them study beyond high school, which was what was in the village, because
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to gain access to something else he had to leave it and grandfather opposed it.
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However, Grandma managed to get everyone to leave by giving them the little
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money she collected by selling vegetables she cultivated or napkins that she embroidered and then
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giving them to her friend to sell at the market. From what he told
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me, my dad was very hard, because when he got him out of
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there, he made them swear that they would never come back, because I
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wasn' t sure I could do it again, so all the children left
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and lost contact until they were basically adults. As soon as we started exploring
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the house, we realized that it was impregnated with vibrations that didn' t
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make you feel anything good, it was as if the longer you were there
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an air of abandonment and melancholy invaded you completely. The rooms seemed frozen in
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time, with furniture covered in sheets, dusty and yellowish photographs on the walls.
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The windows let through a dim light that barely revealed the contours of the
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objects and looked like shadows that were really restless. I' m not just
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saying this for creating atmosphere, but every time I remember that day, I
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can' t help but feel that there were so many signs for us to
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leave. From there. Finally we came to what I can only describe as
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my grandfather' s office, which, as far as we knew, was
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just over ten years dead, although it was really a place where he liked
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taxidermy, so there were still stuffed and powdered animals around the place. Silence
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was more overwhelming. There was a huge old chair that looked very elegant for
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sure. I' d had better times It was covered in dust. There
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were also some photographs, but it was only his. That was strange to
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me, because my father had a picture of our staff in his wallet,
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but I assumed it was just other times. When we got bored of going
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all over the place, it was almost time for dinner, they sent us
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to keep the animals and then we went in Grandma. He seemed quite happy
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to finally meet his grandchildren and that all his children were there. However,
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when everyone told her the idea that she would live with us in the city,
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she politely refused and changed the subject. My uncle Joaquin told her to
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at least go to the doctor to check her leg, because she couldn'
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t just stick her foot on her own, but she said she didn'
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t need to go with a matassans for something she could cure herself. And
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even though none of them would give up so easy, they decided to keep
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eating in peace. Grandma unusually insisted that all cousins sleep in the same room.
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That night we found it a little strange, considering that we had already
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seen that there were enough rooms at the ranch. But we didn' t
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want to cause trouble or bother our grandmother in her own house, so we
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accepted without objection. We settled as we could some in bed and most on
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the floor, with blankets, including my two cousins, twins, Dilan and
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Gillian, who were always fighting or making jokes. Among them but at the
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same time they took great care of each other. Although we all had phones,
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no one was using them, because there was no Internet and the data
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signal was very bad, so there wasn' t much to do in them.
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I know at least I was about to fall asleep when I heard my
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cousin Hillian whisper to Dylan telling him I didn' t want to play and
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to stop pulling his hand between dreams. Dylan answered him in a sleepy voice,
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assuring him that he was not doing anything to him and that he would
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let him sleep to tell the truth. Nobody thought it was weird, because
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we all knew what those two were like. Suddenly a heartbreaking scream broke the
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silence. We all sat down to see what was happening to Gillian. We
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all saw this. Even if I ask any of them today for that night,
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everyone remembers what I will tell them next. There was something in the
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room. It was something very dark, so dark that even in the darkness
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of the room there was a fairly clear distinction between an adult figure sliding through
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the darkness and coming out of the room flapping the door behind him. The
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agitated breath and the heartbeats of our hearts filled the air as we tried to
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understand what we had just witnessed. My cousin, quite disturbed, told us
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that an old man was trying to wake him up and had been pulling out
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of his hand. He hadn' t even opened his eyes, thinking he
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was his brother. But when Dylan had said he wasn' t doing anything
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to her. He had opened his eyes and saw him face to face,
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so he told us, he looked angry, but when he screamed he just
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got up and left. My uncles and dads arrived shortly afterwards to see what
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was happening to us. We told them what had happened to us, but
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they just didn' t believe us. They looked at us with skepticism and
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attributed our experiences to the exalted imagination of teenagers in an unknown environment. They
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advised us to stop scaring each other and try to rest. I remember the
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next day, a little calmer, we all agreed it would be pretty cool
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if we could record it and have a real ghost caught in camera, so
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we left the light on and a phone recording all night. However, we
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all woke up because the phone crashed into the wall and although it was still
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serving and the screen had only broken a little bit, it only looked like
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the light in the room went out suddenly and a hit from when the phone
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flew out, but nothing was seen. Anyone who watches the video would think
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someone turned off the light and then the phone just fell off in the days.
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My parents' constant efforts to convince my grandmother that it would be better
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for her to move to the city. She was inflexible in her decision to
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stay at the ranch. Every time he said that place was his home and
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that he wanted to spend the rest of his days there. He felt that
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his words lacked sincerity. To this day. I don' t know how
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to explain it, but I could only see a look that seemed to convey
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the opposite of what I was saying. As the days passed, we got
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used to little things that happened there like shadows or a constant feeling that something
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or someone saw you from the dark. Obviously we were still afraid for what
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we always stayed together. But since our parents seemed to pretend that nothing happened,
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we started doing it. We also said it should be the wind or
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something, although deep down we knew it wasn' t. That' s
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why, although during our fourth night at the ranch, while my cousins and
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I were busy with the work of putting the cows in the corral, something
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happened to us that we couldn' t ignore or pretend was a coincidence of
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nature. We heard a noise coming from a pile of straw nearby. At
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first we thought it might be a mouse or other small animal that had found
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refuge. That' s funny. We approached cautiously, pointing the flashlight towards
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the pile. What came out of the straw left us completely terrified. He
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seemed to be a human figure, but his way of moving was creepy and
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abnormal. It moved on four legs contorting in twisted and erratic movements. Although
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I didn' t realize at the time, one of my cousins claimed that
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his head was in udo, as if he was looking back. We did
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nothing but run away from the pens while listening to a bad and satisfying laugh
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from that creature chasing us we told our parents, but they did not believe
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us. They thought we just didn' t want to help anymore with the
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ranch chores and I even remember they gave us a speech about how Grandma was
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sick and she couldn' t do it all by herself and if we kept
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making it up, we' d just make her feel bad for not feeling
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useful enough so we shut up and we didn' t say anything anymore.
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I remember that during dinner on our penultimate day at the Ranch, the argument
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between my parents, uncles and grandmother became more and more heated. The concern
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for my grandmother' s well- being led them to frustrate because my grandmother
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simply kept refusing to leave that place. The tension in the habit was increasing
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as the voices rose and mingled in a chaos of opinions in the midst of
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the discussion. One of my uncles, frustrated by my grandmother' s resistance,
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said angry we' ll take you, even if you don' t
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want to, we won' t let you stay here alone. We all
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jumped out of our seats, not because of what my uncle said, but
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because all the doors, drawers and shelves of the house opened simultaneously. The
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doors were whipped, accompanied by a chilling crackle of wood and an icy wind
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began to flood the place. Then a deep, scratchy voice rang from every
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corner of the house saying no. The words seemed to emerge from the walls
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themselves, wrapping us in a chill that raised our hair and frozen our blood.
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We were all amazed, looking at each other without knowing what they thought.
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In reaction to that supernatural event, silence took over the room, as
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the voice slowly faded away. With the voice broken by the situation and visibly
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affected, my grandmother decided to share the truth that had been hidden for decades
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with tears in her eyes. He told us a grim story about his own
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childhood. When she was only thirteen years old, my grandfather had kidnapped her
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or, as it was said at the time, stole her Despite her pleas
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to her parents not to leave her with an unknown man, They, seduced
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by the wealth of land she owned, decided to leave her there. With
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him. From then on she became his wife and his life became a prison.
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My grandmother described him as the father of her children. He was a
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jealous, controlling man. He forbade him to go beyond what was strictly necessary.
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He forced her to learn, to cultivate, and to perform all the
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tasks necessary for her survival in that isolated place. It was like she was
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trapped in an invisible prison with no hope of escape. Over the years,
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hatred of his grandfather grew in the heart of my grandmother. Her love and
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devotion to her children became her only reason not to flee yet. She always
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wondered why her husband insisted on keeping her there. In response sarcastically, he
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used to mention that it was because she made a delicious tortilla soup. Grandma
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revealed to us that once she made sure her children were well and no longer
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needed her, she decided to carry out her liberation plan. I' d
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make the best tortilla soup in the world, knowing it' d be the
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last one I' d ever cook. I' m not sure I can
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say it so open, but you' ll figure out what he did.
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But after the funeral, when she was ready to pack her bags and finally
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leave that damn place, she realized she couldn' t open the door it
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was as if an invisible force kept her trapped preventing her from escaping. Despair
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flooded my grandmother as she realized that she could never leave that place that had
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been her jail for so many years. Tears sprang from his tired eyes,
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mixing the sadness and rage accumulated during decades of oppression. After that we only
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visited her whenever we could. I became very close to her and until her
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last days I tried to get her to know the world, at least remotely.
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