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Me Utilizó Para Descansar En Paz ( Recopilación De Maldiciones #6 ) - Voces De La Noche · Niebla en el bosque con Evelith von

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As a teenager, I lived a terrifying experience that still shudders me to this
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day. It all began with the tragic passing of my dear grandfather. The
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news of his death was not so sudden for most of my family, as
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most of us knew that my grandfather had a tumor in his head. He
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was always too free and poetic. He loved life and was sure that he
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did not want to spend the rest of it taking medicines that would leave him
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in a worse state in some hospital, surrounded by sterile stretchers and tears around
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him, only for a tiny and almost unlikely chance of healing. But while
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always respected and I will respect my grandfather' s decision to want to go
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his own way and accept that it' s something that has to happen at
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some point. I have always believed that he should have told everyone and not
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just the people who thought we could understand and accept it, because he never
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took the trouble to tell the youngest of the family, my brother Lucas,
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who by that time should not exceed five years. I' ve always liked
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to believe he had his reasons. He probably thought that, being such a
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small child, I couldn' t understand that my grandfather didn' t want
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to try and just chose to let himself die. He probably didn' t
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want to burden a five- year- old with his philosophy of death.
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Or maybe it was something much simpler, and this was that Lucas was his
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favorite grandson among all and it wasn' t just because he was the youngest
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of the grandchildren. It was something much more special. Grandpa always treated us
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with dignity and appreciation. None of the grandchildren had a single reason to believe
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he didn' t like us. He always bought us big boxes of frying
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and soft drinks so that his dream grandkids could eat until we threw up when
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we went to visit him. However, when Lucas was born it was as
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if he had a connection with him from minute one, and it was as
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if it were something mutual, for when my grandfather first charged Lucas, he
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stopped crying, looked at my grandfather and with his little hand took his thumb.
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My father used to joke saying that in his other life, Lucas must
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have been some friend of my grandfather' s and who knows how many lives
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had to pass to find again. And with the passage of time, that
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connection only seemed to become stronger. My brother demanded to go to the grandparents
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' house at least twice a week and spent time talking to my grandfather for
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hours. I never understood how someone whose age, not even close to two
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digits, could engage in a conversation with someone who nearly reached a hundred years
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of life. Maybe that' s the simplest answer to all of this.
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My grandfather never told Luke, not because he thought he couldn' t understand
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it, but because he just didn' t have the strength to see Luke
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crying for his death. I probably didn' t want Lucas to live a
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duel long before it really happened. And that' s why when my grandfather
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took a nap and never woke up, Lucas was the most affected family member
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of all. I think few things in this world have made me more sad
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than my brother. Holding onto my grandfather' s coffin begging him to wake
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up and talk to him again. The sadness enveloped our house and the depression
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took hold of Luke, who in a few weeks had gone from being a
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cheerful and very lively child to being a quiet child and who, if he
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was not crying, made explicit drawings in which he made clear his desire to
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die and go to heaven, where my grandmother had told him that Grandpa was.
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My parents cared a lot about him and sought professional help, taking him
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to several psychologists, children and therapists, but his pain seemed insurmountable. He
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spent his days in a state of melancholy, not finding comfort or joy in
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any activity, not even the ones he liked to do. He was like
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a zombie, with no purpose or direction. One day, however, everything
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changed. I remember vividly that morning, when Luke joyfully entered the kitchen with
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a radiant smile on his face, he surprised us all, as we did
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not see him so happy since our grandfather' s departure. We decided to
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pretend that that was normal, as if it was something that never left,
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because we thought we could make it feel bad if we emphasized that before it
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was sad and at that plain moment. However, Luke himself, with much
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enthusiasm, told us that the night before he had received a very special visit
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in his room. According to him, someone who had been sent by our
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grandfather had come to comfort him and assure him that he was not alone in
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his pain and that his name was astur At first it seemed to us a
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manifestation of his imagination, an imaginary friend who could somehow help him deal with
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the loss. But Luke was so convinced of the reality of that visit that
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we could not completely ignore it. I even remember my father saying that one
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night, when he got up in the morning, he heard Lucas talking in
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his room, telling him how much Grandpa meant to him and that he really
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missed him. My father said that this moved him so much that he stood
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at the door to hear a little more, until my brother asked him if
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he sent you to help me, you could give him a face. This
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made my father put a knot in his throat. However, this changed when
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he heard a thick, scratchy voice, which answered him only if you did
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what I asked. At that time, my father was very frightened, for
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there was no way my brother could change his voice. That way, a
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child' s voice could not be recorded so much, even if he tried,
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so thinking that the friend my brother had been talking about was really some
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pervert who somehow came into his room at night and bravely opened the door.
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However, instead of finding someone inside, he only saw my brother sitting on
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the floor in front of his bed, but there was absolutely no one else.
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My father asked him who he was talking to and he told him that
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with Astur. My father says he even started searching every corner of the room
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where he could hide an adult, but he didn' t find anyone.
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There was also no way he would have gone out the window, for it
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was a two- story house and although one could climb a tree by caution,
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the window had a mosquito net and was too small for an adult man
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to enter. From that day on we began to pay more attention to his
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stories and discovered that Lucas began to know things that no one had told him,
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things like that my aunt had had an affair with a man before marrying
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my uncle and that she was not entirely sure if her son was his or
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that my eldest cousin had suffered from bullying for several years. The latter had
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kept it so secret that no one in the family knew it more than she
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and her parents. But not only that, but Lucas used to say it
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at family meetings, staring at the family member he was talking about and then
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laughing as if he had told a very funny story. This caused those affected
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to leave the place crying and creating a very ugly tension in the family and
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when my parents asked him where I had heard that, He only held his
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shoulders and replied that Astur had told him. Besides, I had also told
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him that I should tell him because the lies were bad and the truth was
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fun. Also, as the days passed, a disturbing atmosphere began to invade
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our house. We began to experience inexplicable phenomena, objects that moved alone shadows
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that seemed to haunt us from the corners strange noises at night. Although we
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were trying to find rational explanations, the feeling that something supernatural was happening became
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ever stronger and, if that were not enough, Luke began to show an
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increasingly disturbing behavior. He no longer only told painful and personal stories of the
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people around him, as he began to get into fights with other students in
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kindergarten for no apparent reason. The teachers complained about their aggressiveness, as they
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were too strong fights for such a small child. One of his companions had
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repeatedly kicked his mouth as he told him that he would throw all his teeth
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at him and then strangle him with his own intestines. All this with a
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vocabulary so vulgar it seemed that the speaker was an adult who had seen the
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worst in the world. But what alarmed us the most was his transformation at
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home. We witnessed Lucas talking and laughing alone in his room as if he
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were interacting with someone invisible. Sometimes we heard him whispering incomprehensible words in the
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middle of the night. The darkness seemed to have an eg unhealthy effect on
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him. He even covered his entire window with black insulating tape so that no
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ray of light would enter his room. Luke’ s behavior became even more
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disturbing as the days passed. He began to hurt small animals he found in
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the neighborhood and, in addition to that, began to self- injure.
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He squeezed the stem of the roses until the thorns made his hands bleed and
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he cut himself with scissors. So my parents started hiding or putting in very
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high cabinets everything pointed that had edge. Despite all our efforts to understand and
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help him, we seemed to be losing my brother in the darkness that soon
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consumed him. Luke was not the only one experiencing strange events in our family.
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My father began to have nightmares in which he was persecuted by a gloomy
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figure crawling down the walls. He woke up sweaty and with a paralyzing fear.
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My mother, for her part, was often in completely messy rooms,
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even though she left them perfectly organized. The sinister presence in our house became
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increasingly oppressive. Sometimes we could feel an intense look at us, even when
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we were alone. The shadows seemed to move in a disquieting way and a
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chilly air gripped certain areas of the house. We felt watched and harassed as
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if something malevolent stalked him in every corner. One night, while my father
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was alone in his office in the house, he said he was focused on
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a report he was supposed to deliver before ten o’ clock, when suddenly
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he began to feel very cold despite being in the middle of the summer,
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he felt a cold current that raised his skin. Suddenly, bookshelves began to
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shake violently as if they were going to fall. My father tried to find
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a logical explanation, but found no reason for that strange phenomenon. The experience
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left him with a feeling of anguish and a persistent feeling of being observed in
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that room. And another day my mother experienced a terrifying event in the bathroom
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of the house. While washing his face, he gave a blurred figure in
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the mirror. Behind her turned quickly, but there was no one there.
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However, he could not help but feel observed. From that moment on he
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began to hear ununderstandable whispers every time he was near the mirror, as if
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something wanted to communicate with her from the other side. As for me,
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I' ll never forget what happened in my room. One night. I
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was lying on the bed, unable to sleep due to the restlessness that reigned
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in the house, since Luke' s room was right next to mine,
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so I was very afraid of all the noises I heard at night. Suddenly
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I felt a crushing pressure on my chest as if someone invisible was sitting on
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me, I tried to move, but I was paralyzed by fear. I
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looked at the foot of the bed and saw a dark figure with bright and
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threatening eyes. I tried to scream, but my voice didn' t come
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out. Finally, after a few distressing seconds, the figure disappeared and oppression
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dissipated. I was trembling in bed, afraid to close my eyes. For
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the rest of the night, these events left the entire family in a constant
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state of fear and anxiety. The sinister presence that seemed to dwell in our
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house became increasingly unbearable. We were in a state of constant alertness, always
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expectant of any sign of his presence, doing everything possible to spend the least
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time in the house or near Luke, since his behavior worsened further, he
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began to have outbursts of anger, breaking objects and verbally assaulting me and even
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my parents. It was as if a dark force possessed him completely, moving
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him away from his essence and transforming him into a shadow of what he used
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to do on another occasion. My parents woke up in the middle of the
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night feeling a strange presence in their room. When they opened their eyes,
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they encountered a horrifying scene. Lucas was standing at the foot of his bed
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holding a kitchen knife in his hands. His gaze was out of focus and
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his expression was wild. With a disturbing voice, he told them that Artus
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wanted to take away their faces to wear them as a disguise That night,
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my father took away his knife and could not think of an explanation of how
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he could achieve it, because not only was he in a very high place,
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but they were also locked up and neither could sleep that night. And
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that wasn' t the only thing, because after a few days I started
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finding knives placed with the edge up in my bed. When we asked him
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why he was doing these things, Luke simply responded with an empty and chilling
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look, for Artur had given him those instructions and had told him that if
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he did, he could give a letter to our grandfather in heaven. Our
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grandmother decided that it was time to take drastic measures, convinced that Luke needed
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only the proper spiritual guidance, she decided to take him to talk to the
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local church father. He agreed with the da that if the father told Luke
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that no one could have any heavenly messenger, he could stop saying those things
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and find the peace he so much needed. For our grandmother, Luke'
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s situation was simply a confusing way to express her grief and she was also
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convinced that my parents and I were just encouraging her delusions. So one day,
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our grandmother took Luke to church, letting him in alone with the father,
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the confessional. The minutes became an distressing wait for the rest of the
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family, who waited anxiously outside the closed door After only about five minutes,
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the father left the confessional with a paleness evident on his face, without saying
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a word, looked at us briefly and rushed away as if he had witnessed
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something frightening. Lucas left the confessional with a slight smile on his face.
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Grandma quickly approached him and asked him what had happened in there with a disconcerting
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calm. Luke replied that the Father said that Astur did not exist, so
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he had simply shown him that his friend sent by our grandfather was real.
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We never knew exactly how he showed it. All I know is that the
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Father never wanted to approach Luke or our family again after the chilling incident in
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the church. Grandma decided that it was best to seek help outside the religious
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realm. Convinced that Luke needed the intervention of a shaman, he sought someone
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with knowledge in the spiritual world and brought them to meet him. The shaman,
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listening to the story and observing Luke' s behavior, explained to us
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that this evil entity had clinged to him taking advantage of his vulnerability for the
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loss of our grandfather. He told us that my brother did not want proof
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that his grandfather had not left without saying goodbye and he had taken advantage of
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it. About that. The shaman told them that the entity was strongly connected
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to Luke and that he had left a dark imprint on his being and that
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was because Lucas had left everything with the promise to speak to his grandfather again.
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He even tried to clean with an egg, but the egg broke and
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released a dark and disturbing content. However, the shaman promised to help Luke
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and clean up almost every day. For the next two weeks. With each
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session, the shaman worked to free Luke from that evil presence that had harassed
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him. Little by little we could notice changes in their behavior and a decrease
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in the paranormal phenomena that had plagued our lives. After two weeks of clean
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and intense rituals, the shaman announced that he had managed to free Luke from
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the evil intida. However, he warned that protection should continue and asked Lucas
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to wear protective bracelets and necklaces. He explained that these amulets served to keep
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the entity away and prevent it from clinging to it again. The shaman warned
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that Luke should never remove these protective jewels for more than an hour, as
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this could give the entity a chance to return. Since that day, Lucas
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has carried protective bracelets and necklaces with him as an essential part of his life.
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Although the whole family was relieved to have found a solution, I know
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that at least I have always had the fear that the evil entity will return.
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As a child, I used to live in Mexico City, so,
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as you can imagine, I was surrounded by a lot of pollution and this
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caused me to have some breathing problems. These problems began to affect other areas
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of my body, so the doctor who was taking my case recommended that my
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parents take me out of town for a period of time so that I could
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get better. However, my two parents had jobs that they couldn' t
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neglect, so, after my dad made a call, it was decided that
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I would go to my grandparents' village to spend the summer vacation. I
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didn' t know my grandparents at all, since the people in which they
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lived were one who was in Oaxaca. So, even though I had some
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pictures of them carrying me as a baby when I was one or two years
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old, I didn' t remember them at all, but, as it
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was a more health issue than anything else, I ended up going to tell
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the truth, my grandparents were too nice and loving to me. I never
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felt like a nuisance. They were really trying to make me feel comfortable,
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but the problems started when my grandparents told me to go out and play with
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the other kids in the neighborhood. My grandfather was a man who believed that
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every disease could be corrected with good food and a lot of physical work,
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and my breathing problems were no exception. He had the firm belief that all
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I needed to heal was to run outdoors and do a lot of exercise,
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as well as make new friends. However, I wasn' t good at
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that, because my illness usually forced me to stay home and so I couldn
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' t socialize very well so when I tried to get close to the kids
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on the block, they just considered it too strange and didn' t let
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me play with them. But since I didn' t want to disappoint my
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grandparents, I just kept going around the town, I planned to do it
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until I thought it was a more or less credible hour to go back to
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my grandparents' home. When I saw her, a little girl was digging
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in the garden surrounding a roundabout. I was alone, so I thought it
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would be easy to get close to her. So, if they rejected me
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again for the second time in the day, at least no one would see
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me, I asked her what she was doing and she replied that she was
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looking for worms. Although I hadn' t had very good luck. A
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little more confident, I asked her her name and with a friendly smile,
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she replied that she was suffocating. I told her mine and before I could
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ask, she went ahead and told me that if I wanted to go play
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with her, despite her spots and careless appearance, she looked like a friendly
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girl. So together we spent hours playing and exploring the surroundings of the village.
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And so it was the next few days where practically from the wave tomorrow
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until dark I was with her. She asked me a lot about me,
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like because I had gone to town or what my life was like in the
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big city. I answered each and every one of your questions. However,
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every time I did one to her, she just ignored me or changed the
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subject and although at first it became a little strange to me. I quickly
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came to the idea that she was like this. There was something even more
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strange in sophie, for every time an adult approached sophie he went away at
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first he believed that she had only left without me seeing her. But after
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some times where this happened, I was very confused, because it was simply
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impossible. The situation became more strange as if it vanished in seconds. I
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remember even hearing my grandfather tell my grandmother that I had to grow up and
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that I was older than to have an imaginary friend. But my grandmother replied
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that it was all the same if she was imaginary, because she was helping
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me anyway and I was getting less and less excited when running that conversation made
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me question many things, as because Sofia never told me many details about her.
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Or that, even though Sofia told me that she lived nearby, I
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had never seen her come from any specific direction and despite living so close,
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my grandparents never had the opportunity to see her. That was a town where
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everyone knew everyone. In addition, she was always dressed in the same purple
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dress and knew it was the same, because it had the same mud stains
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and what she thought at the time were salsa stains. Katsub didn' t
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make sense that they hadn' t seen her even once, but I knew
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Sofia was real at the time she was about eight years old, she wasn
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' t old enough to have an imaginary friend and, besides, even though
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she had never had one. I always thought that one way or another I
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would know when I was imaginary and when I didn' t and I already
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knew that being with sophia didn' t feel that way. I remember well
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that in the following days I was quite determined that my grandparents would see her,
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so I tried to convince her to go play at my house. Or
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I even told her I could eat at my house, but she always told
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me I didn' t want to, so at some point I asked her
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directly because I didn' t let the adults see her. She, as
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always, tried to turn it around, but I didn' t leave her,
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so after asking her without letting her change the subject, she ended up
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telling me not that I' m leaving. What happens is that they don
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' t want to see me that just didn' t ask me any more
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questions than answers, because for a moment I thought I was going crazy.
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I couldn' t believe that only I could see someone that was too impossible,
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even for me eight- year- old. I remember even asking her
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if she was real and she shrugged, but since that wasn' t enough
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for me. She laughed a little and told me that, of course,
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it was real, but one day only the others started pretending that nobody saw
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her that day I didn' t know how to answer her, but I
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was really thinking that I was going crazy, so I decided to avoid her
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for a couple of days, Although one day, while playing in the courtyard
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of my grandparents' house, Sofia appeared behind me and told me that we
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should go look for Worms. I said no and I' d pretend she
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didn' t exist either. She asked me why it was so bad,
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but I told her it was because she had never told me anything about her
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and she didn' t even want to tell me where she lived. I
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told him I did want us to stay friends. Then I' d have
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to tell myself more about her, things that would prove to me that she
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was real and that I should start by telling me where she lived. My
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pressure was such that she ended up saying. I don' t want to
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tell you, because it' s too ugly and it' s gonna scare
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you if I show you. My curiosity was so much that I told her
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that I wasn' t afraid of anything and that I was more than sure
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that I wouldn' t be afraid where she lived. I asked him to
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give me a chance and I promised him that he wouldn' t scare me
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with a look of resignation in his eyes. Sofia asked me to follow her.
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We walked together, moving away from the familiar streets of the village,
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crossed fields and crossed a narrow path until we reached what seemed to be an
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abandoned barn. As we approached, I felt a little strange. The place
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looked very old and dangerous with the arid land and even the trees around it
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were withered. But not only that, but I remembered my grandmother' s
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warnings never to enter that barn, because it could be full of dust and
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mold that would not do me any good to my asthma, not to mention
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that the site was so old that it could hurt me by playing there but
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I didn' t want to look like a coward in front of Sofia,
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so I bravely pushed the heavy doors and we went into the darkness. The
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inside of the barn was covered with dust and cobwebs. The gnashing of our
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footprints resounded in silence. As we moved forward with caution, my heart was
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beating faster and faster. Sofia seemed immutable as if she knew the place to
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perfetion. The windows were painted with black paint, so they did not allow
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light to enter, although the glass was broken in some places, which allowed
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some rays of sun to enter, although they were not enough. You could
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hardly see well. At that time I thought Sofia just wanted to bother me,
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because there was no way anyone could live there. I figured he'
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d just taken me there to scare me and keep me from asking him again
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where he lived then a little sick of him suffocating he was never even a
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little honest with me. It' s sounado that I felt like a total
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nut for seeing a person that no one else seemed to see. I already
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told him a little messed up about the whole situation. You' re a
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liar. You can' t live here, nobody can. There' s
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not even a bed. I was hoping for an answer, a denial or
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perhaps an explanation, but you suffocate in s simply continued walking without answering anything,
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as if you had not heard me uncomfortable and confused. I followed her
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through the darkness of the place. I' ll never forget that while we
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were moving into the rubble. One of my feet kicked something bigger than normal.
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I immediately turned around and saw what seemed to be an old photo album.
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I stopped almost immediately and asked Sofia what that was, but she kept
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walking. I picked up the album was so old that it felt like I
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could break it with the slightest movement and in fact, I did. The
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lid broke into my hands causing the album to hit the barn floor echoing.
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I picked it up again and opened it more carefully than before. The yellow
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pages were almost all full of pictures that looked very old. In several of
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the photographs via Sofia they were black and white. However, I could almost
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swear that in most of them I was wearing that purple dress I always wore.
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The images showed happy moments. She almost always went out with her parents
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or her siblings. She really looked much happier, although I always considered Sofia
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to be someone very happy, although she always had a certain air of sadness
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in her eyes. I started asking him about the pictures and I told him
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it was very strange. All that. I told him that I wasn'
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t afraid, but that I really wasn' t liking him anymore and that
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I wanted to go back to my house at the time. However, Sofia
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refused to answer my questions and requests. Instead, he told me he wanted
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to show me something. Without saying another word, she began to walk through
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the barn and I for the fear that I had of being totally alone in
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the darkness I followed her, but I kept telling her to leave. I
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even remember I told him that if I believed him that I lived there,
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but that I really wanted to leave. Either my grandmother was going to worry,
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but it looked like Sofia wasn' t listening to me or maybe she
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just didn' t want to answer me, because she kept moving on with
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me. Behind it we enter more and more into the darkness of the abandoned
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barn, surrounded only by the smell of dust and old wood. Every step
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we were like this echoing in silence. There I could see an open well
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on the ground, barely illuminated by some rays of light leaking from the ceiling.
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The pulley was completely rusted and the wood in the bucket was rotten and
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broken. Sofia looked at me seriously and started telling me a chilling story.
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He told me that one day he had had a fight with all his friends,
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so he had decided to go play that barn. He had the idea
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of making some sort of a clupa house inside the barn so that when he
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arranged with his friends they could go play. There he told me that he
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didn' t really look so scary before and that it really seemed like a
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great idea. At that time, while searching for materials to do so,
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he approached that well curiously to see if he could find anything useful or interesting,
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but when he looked up, stumbled and fell into the well, he
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could not leave and was trapped there alone and terrified. Full of amazement.
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I asked him how he had managed to get out of the well, as
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he had once seen in the news that a child had fallen into a well
33:52
and died while trying to rescue him. So, that she would have lived
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something like that. He was certainly too deaf to resist, but his response
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left me breathless. I never whispered sofía with my eyes full of sadness,
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I could never find a way out. My eyes opened wide as the horror
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gripped me with some fear, I told her that was a lie and that
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it could not be possible, but Sofia insisted that it was true and as
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I did not believe her, she encouraged me to look into the well,
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assuring me that so. I' d realize he wasn' t lying to
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me. Then I thought I just had to look out for myself, that
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way I could convince her that we should leave now, so I did get
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closer slowly, because I was really a little afraid to see some rat or
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any other animal that could transmit some disease to me. When I looked down,
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my eyes could hardly see anything inside, although they only had to spend
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a second s before they got used to the darkness and I saw a decaying
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body. Well, that' s a saying It was almost skeletal in its
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entirety. I still had some hair, but I would dare say that I
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still had certain vestiges of flesh in them and the worst part was that I
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was dressed exactly in the same purple and stained dress that I suffocate always wore
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terror invaded me and a scream got trapped in my throat. My heart was
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pounding, as I receded, unable to turn my gaze away from that dreadful
35:36
spectacle. My mind was filled with unanswered questions how that could be possible.
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It was the corpse of sophia, sofía with tears in his eyes. He
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looked at me with sadness that I am I said with a broken voice full
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of panic. I ran out of the barn with my heart, beating so
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hard that I thought it would get out of my chest. Tears mingled with
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fear on my face. As I ran to my grandparents' house, I
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knew I had to tell them what I had just witnessed. When I came
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to the house, gasping and breathless, I found my grandparents sitting on the
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porch, enjoying the warm sunset I approached them sobbing and trembling and told them
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all about the body I had found in the barn. My grandfather, concerned
36:30
about my emotional state, decided to investigate immediately. Together we headed for the
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barn. As we approached, my grandfather could feel the tension in the air.
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When we entered, he went directly to the place where he had seen
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the body. His eyes were wide open when he saw the dreadful scene Sofia
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' s body lay there exactly as he had described it, My grandfather contacted
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the local authorities and soon discovered the identity of the body. She turned out
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to be the daughter of a family who had lived in the village many years
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ago. The girl' s name was Sofia, which had mysteriously disappeared in
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those days, the village was hit by reports of child abductions and witnesses claimed
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to have seen a suspicious van near the family home. The tragedy had fallen
37:30
on that family, who believed that their daughter had been kidnapped over time.
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The anguish of not being able to find his daughter and not be able to
37:39
do anything about it became unbearable and they decided to move out of town,
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carrying with them their pain and loss. In time, Sofia was forgotten by
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all, becoming too horrible an event that served for a few years to warn
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children not to approach strangers. I never knew if the discovery of Sofia'
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s body brought comfort to the family, even if it was a mixture of
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relief and pain. All I know is that before I left, I saw
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that they gave her a funeral so that they could give her a proper farewell
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to her daughter, closing a painful chapter of their lives in the village.
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The news spread quickly. The inhabitants shocked by the discovery. Everyone was talking
38:28
about the boy who had become friends with a ghost, who had used it
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to find his body and what my grandparents told me later. From that day
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on, the abandoned barn was considered a place cursed by the inhabitants of the
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village. Many avoided approaching him, fearful of the stories and legends surrounding him.
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I can' t say for sure, because after telling my grandfather I
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never saw Sofia again and I really hope it' s because she managed to
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rest in peace. Sofia' s story left a deep imprint on me.
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I learned that the past can hide dark secrets and that truth can remain buried
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for a long time. His memory reminded me of the importance of honoring and
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remembering those who have left and not letting their stories fade into oblivion. I
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' ll never know if I found his body. It was Sofia' s
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plan from the start or she just took the opportunity, but I really appreciate
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her friendship. During those summer holidays. It all started in my youth.
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I was a young man, very far- fetched with life. My father
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was a blacksmith and wanted to teach me the trade like the rest of my
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brothers. However, back then I felt that I was too good to stay
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in that town, to become as insignificant as a blacksmith, so I refused
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to listen to my father. As soon as I turned fifteen, I decided
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I was fed up and wanted to start my own life and earn my own
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money so I could live as I please. I remember reality hitting me very
40:15
hard. From the early days. Turns out you had to kill yourself on
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a heavy job just to have a place to sleep and a half a meal.
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I didn' t want that. At that time I was convinced that
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there was a much easier way to get everything I wanted. I was committed
40:36
to making money easy and I tried a number of things. I remember working
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for a man who cheated people at fairs for a while, making a lot
40:45
of money like that. However, on one occasion we were discovered and the
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people we scammed good were people you don' t want to mess with me
40:55
with. It went well, because they said that I was probably just like
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that for being older than me, so they only broke my fingers from one
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of my hands just as a reminder that they didn' t want to see
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me there again. To this day, I don' t know what happened
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to the man who helped. I never saw him again. I tried other
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things that I won' t tell here, because it doesn' t have
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much to do with history, but if I can say that none of them
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made me as much money as I wanted until one day, a friend who
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had done over the years proposed to me to plunder graves. At first I
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doubted it, for I did not know exactly how profitable it would be or
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whether it would even be worth the price, but my friend told me that,
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from what I had heard, it was totally worth trying. Honestly,
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he didn' t have to push me too hard to convince me, and
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after investigating everything we needed, we started with our new job. I remember
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well that at first I felt bad about stealing the belongings of the dead,
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but it wasn' t for the reasons they believe. Rather it was due
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to the smell, to that empty look that can only indicate that there is
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nothing inside that body anymore and to the number of rats and worms in the
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bodies. However, my greed could do more than my repulsion or conscience we
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were making so much money that, for the first time since I had opened
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my eyes in this world I was beginning to enjoy life. I remember that
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our refuge was a town where we never agreed to cause trouble. In the
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sight of all of us, we were both young, responsible and hard-
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working people who each morning, before the sun came up, were on their
42:45
way to work in the next village, growing broccoli or other vegetables. For
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a rich man who always asked for workers. Everything seemed to be going pretty
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well. Some years went by when our only source of sustenance was looting graves
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and, as I mentioned earlier, we could live comfortably one day. We
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learned that the lord of the other town we were sure to work for.
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He had passed away, but not only that. There were rumors. The
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first was that, being originally from the village where we lived, they would
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bury him there. The second rumor was what interested us the most and was
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that, presumably, that man had wished to be buried with all his best
43:29
jewels. We thought that was a unique opportunity to make us rich. However,
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there was a problem with our code of not causing problems in that town,
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because if someone discovered us they would recognize us almost instantly, we would
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have to dig and then leave it back as it was. It was a
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work of many hours in which there was a lot of time for any member
43:54
of the village to see us without mentioning that it is not worth it.
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We were quite sure that the part of the jewelry was real, so we
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thought that if we came to the coffin just to realize that it had only
44:07
one gold chain, it would be one of the worst jobs we would have
44:13
done in all the time we' ve been doing that, so we decided
44:17
that it was best to sneak into his funeral. After all, everyone in
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town kept believing the story that we used to work for that man, so
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it wouldn' t be weird to see us there and so we did.
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I swear that the face of both of us lit up as we approached the
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corpse and saw with great astonishment how it carried a number of jewelry and material
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goods. We were sure that we should do that blow, as it would
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be the most lucrative of our lives. We prepared everything, because we knew
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that most people in the village would go to sleep almost at the same time
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that the sun was hiding, so we thought it best to start around midnight,
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because it was more likely that someone would see us from 4 a m
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onwards and the day we planned to do so, we were both very nervous.
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We were supposed to get enough sleep to get energy, but I just
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couldn' t sleep. I imagined I could buy a house for myself,
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as I had always dreamed, one where I didn' t have to pay
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rent. On the other hand, my friend, if he fell asleep,
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I assumed it was okay for one of us to be awake, because that
45:35
way there was no way we wouldn' t wake up at the agreed time.
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I remember well that, when it was only a few seconds before the
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twelve o' clock, my friend began to scream between dreams, asking for
45:49
forgiveness and began to sweat. I didn' t shake him to wake him
45:52
from that nightmare. But even when he opened his eyes and looked at me,
45:57
he yelled at me again and I made some jokes, I had not
46:01
realized that he was still very scared, even though it had already become clear
46:06
that it had been nothing but a nightmare. I told him it was time
46:09
to go, but he told me no, that all this had gotten out
46:14
of hand and that we should leave the dead alone. I said I was
46:20
crazy, if I thought we' d let a chance like this go.
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I told him to stop playing the saint and leave at once. But my
46:30
friend remained steadfast in his position. He told me that in his dream,
46:34
he and I repented of pillaging tombs and were sick of something doctors could not
46:38
cure and that we died being dragged by all those dead to whom we disturbed
46:44
their rest. I tried to convince him for several minutes by telling him that
46:51
it had only been a nightmare and that none of it was real. However,
46:55
he told me that I would by no means take the risk and o
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o o o o. However, I did not want to miss this opportunity.
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So, after I told him to do whatever he wanted, but I
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warned him I wouldn' t share anything with him. I just went to
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the cemetery, because I remember that now I was the one trying to convince
47:16
me not to hear, but I didn' t listen to him. When
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I arrived at the cemetery, I saw that everything was dark and deserted.
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It was the perfect scenario to do what I had gone to do, so
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I decided not to waste any more time and started to finish. Luckily,
47:34
the earth was not so flat because the death had been recent. He still
47:39
felt loose enough that he could end relatively quickly. After digging enough for the
47:46
shovel to hit with something solid, I opened it and saw the casket of
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the rust was made of wood and had a glass on the top that let
47:55
his face see his eyes were open it r That seemed a little strange to
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me, as I remembered very clearly that when I saw the body on the
48:05
day of the funeral, his eyes were closed. What was even more strange
48:09
was that insects and other animals had not begun to attack those soft parts.
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In my looter years I had learned that, while it was not a rule,
48:22
it was usually the first thing worms devoured. One of the things that
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scared me the most that night was that my only source of light was a
48:30
good oil bluff, which, although it did very well its work and was
48:36
practically new from one moment to the next, went out. That surprised me,
48:42
but instead of getting upset, I just set out to turn her back
48:45
on, because she was prepared for something like that. However, I remember
48:51
well that while I was trying to turn it back on, the smell of
48:55
rottenness flooded my nose causing it to drop arcades from disgust. Don' t
49:00
get me wrong I smelled rotten before the lamppost went out, but at that
49:05
time it was like the scent of a hundred corpses. I remember when the
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lamppost was on, I looked in horror at how the rusty mouth was moving.
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That almost made me want to get out of the grave. However,
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almost immediately a large, hairy gray rat came out of the dead man'
49:23
s mouth. It was pretty obvious he was feeding on his tongue. That
49:29
didn' t make me feel any less afraid. Quite the opposite. That
49:32
feeling came together with disgust and I remember that as an impulse, I beat
49:37
the rat with the edge of my shovel for the purpose of killing her,
49:43
but instead of giving it to the rat, I ended up fitting it itself
49:49
in the chest of the corpse I still get the chills when I tell this,
49:53
because how strong I gave it the rust raised both arms, as if
49:59
a puppet were trying to tell the truth. I don' t know if
50:01
this is normal in Cadavers. Or it was one of the many paranormal things
50:05
that happened that night. The smell became even stronger when the blood blackened and
50:09
clotted came out of the wound I had inflicted on him. Without thinking too
50:15
much, I began to take away all the jewels, while keeping them in
50:20
my pockets as fast as I could, when suddenly I felt something that started
50:25
to surround my ankle and were not branches or insects. At that moment I
50:31
felt like a bony, cold hand holding me by the leg and almost at
50:37
the same time I heard a voice that seemed to come out from everywhere.
50:42
It was deep and it also sounded as if the emitter didn' t have
50:45
much air in his body. That voice was telling me to leave my things
50:51
in place. In that I felt that my whole body was freezing my mind
50:55
could not process what was happening, but I knew that I had to get
51:00
out of there as soon as possible and with all my might, I started
51:06
kicking the hand of that corpse. I' m not proud of this,
51:10
but I think I broke his hand in my despair. But that' s
51:15
why I managed to free myself and as I could run out of the grave,
51:21
dropping all the jewels I had stolen. Or so I thought. When
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I came home still trembling from my experience, I told my friend what happened
51:30
and he reassured me. He told me to take a bath and throw away
51:36
all the clothes he was wearing, because until that moment I realized that it
51:39
was full of rotten blood. While I was bathing. I kept telling my
51:45
friend that that thing had spoken to me and he replied that he saw it
51:49
in his dream. That' s why I didn' t want us to
51:52
go. For starters, while we were putting my dirty clothes in black bags.
51:57
I checked my pockets to see if I had something important that I didn
52:01
' t want to go to the trash and I found the gold coat keeper
52:07
with a ruby embedded in the center. For a moment, my head rang
52:09
the idea of keeping it and trying to sell it, but my friend told
52:15
me that enough was enough, that I had to return it and that we
52:19
should try to straighten our lives, if we didn' t want something worse
52:23
to happen to us and that if I didn' t return it, then
52:27
he would leave me alone. So the next day I got up as soon
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as the first rays of the sun came through my window, for I had
52:35
still not been able to stick my eye all night. However, upon arriving
52:40
at the cemetery with the intention of returning what had taken me, I realized
52:45
that everyone in the village had already realized that someone had tried to plunder the
52:47
tomb and were looking for the person responsible, for although it seemed that all
52:54
the valuables were still there the body was so hurt that they could not simply
53:00
ignore it. I didn' t know what to do, so I hid
53:06
the hairguard so no one could see it and I promised to return it when
53:12
everything calmed down and, fortunately, my friend agreed, because he knew what
53:15
the people of the village could do to me. If they found out I
53:17
was responsible, he was still very scared. I assumed that was the main
53:22
reason why I didn' t want to eat or because I felt tired all
53:28
the time. In fact, sometimes, even if I tried to force myself
53:31
to eat food that I knew I liked, I got gagged, because there
53:36
were times when everything smelled like corpses like my friend and I had decided to
53:42
straighten out our lives. We thought we could ask for work in the place
53:47
where we had lied that we were working and so we did. However,
53:52
although workers were always missing there and, generally, no one was rejected,
53:57
I was told that I could not work there. I told my friend to
54:02
still take the job and I' d look for another one, anywhere near.
54:08
But even though I looked, all day long no one was interested in
54:14
hiring me, because they didn' t give me a reason. They just
54:16
said no. With the passing of days, my health began to deteriorate and
54:22
everything I tried to do to improve my life seemed to go wrong. I
54:27
felt sloppy and even though I wasn' t even thirty years old at the
54:31
time, I remember that my teeth began to fall in addition to the unpleasant
54:37
smell emanating from my body, since it didn' t matter how many showers
54:40
I took a day. But the worst thing started to happen a few months
54:45
later, because I started having horrible nightmares with the dead, who told me
54:50
that I should give him back what was his own and that I had to
54:52
give it to his children, but I didn' t want anyone to know
54:58
what he had done to them. R. I know the nightmares started.
55:01
My discomfort got worse, as it was as if I were dead in life,
55:07
to the point that I could no longer even get out of bed.
55:09
One day, my friend Harto, seeing me like this, suggested I take
55:15
me to a witch to see if she could help me. I immediately accepted,
55:20
because I knew that what was happening to me could not be anything medical,
55:23
because I had already gone with several and they told me that they found
55:29
nothing, so we went to see a witch from another town. I remember
55:34
that even my friend had to get me out of the truck carrying, because
55:38
I had no strength to walk to just enter where the witch was. She
55:45
told us that I was carrying a dead man, that he was very angry
55:49
because I had stolen something that he loved very much when he was alive and
55:52
that' s why he had stuck to me and that he wouldn' t
55:58
let go until he got it back or I was dead, which gave him
56:00
the same thing. The witch made me a link using pairel branches and an
56:05
egg, which burst as I passed through my chest just where I had nailed
56:08
the shovel to that corpse. I remember that woman who helped me started talking
56:15
to the dead man. He told her to spare my life, that I
56:20
didn' t know what I was doing and that I would never do anything
56:24
like that again, but that she would please let me live. When he
56:28
finished, he gave me some brews, necklaces and protective amulets for me and
56:32
my friend, as he told us that there were also many souls angry with
56:37
him. He also told me that that would only give me a feeling of
56:42
temporary well- being, because the dead man would not leave me alone,
56:45
unless I returned the guard to his family, which did not matter if I
56:51
only left him at the entrance of the house and left if I did not
56:54
want to confront them, but I had to return them, because if he
57:00
did not finish killing me and there was nothing she could do to prevent it
57:07
or help me I decided to give him personally to the family, not only
57:12
because of the fear I had to die, but because I knew it was
57:14
the right thing, so I did. That family didn' t know me
57:17
and told me that sometimes we do horrible things out of despair and hunger,
57:22
so they didn' t do anything to me. I was aware that I
57:25
had not done so for the reasons that they were thinking, but I decided
57:30
not to contradict them. Finally my martyrdom was over and my health began to
57:36
improve little by little. Since then I have learned that easy money is not
57:42
worth it and that there are always consequences for our actions. Now, every
57:46
time I go through the cemetery, I remember that night of terror and I
57:52
thank you for finding a way to free me from the curse. When I
58:02
was about fourteen years old, I became interested in everything related to witchcraft and
58:07
the paranormal. It was probably because my mother had died when I was still
58:14
very young and somehow I was determined to find out what was there. After
58:19
death, it was not that I wanted to see her speak to her again,
58:23
for though I remembered her with affection, my memories with her were scarce.
58:29
Those hobbies did not disappear quickly, but quite the contrary. In fact,
58:36
I would dare to say to this day that I am already an adult
58:38
and that those issues continue to draw my attention a lot. But coming back
58:44
to the subject by the time I turned fifteen, I had already become a
58:47
group of friends with my same interests and, for my luck, I had
58:52
a father good enough to let me explore my tastes and way of dressing,
58:59
so he didn' t bother about my righteous gothics or the dark that was
59:02
my clothes and makeup. He didn' t even have a problem with my
59:07
15- year- old dress being black and the whole party having a dark
59:13
theme. That was one of the best parties I' ve ever had in
59:16
my life, as all my friends went and everyone thought the theme and attention
59:22
to details were just great. Back then, my best friend was Samantha,
59:29
who at the party introduced me to her cousin who for his safety I will
59:34
call arturo. I fell in love with him almost immediately, wearing shadows and
59:39
dark linear and also carrying half of his hair painted red. It looked as
59:45
much like I imagined the demons or vampires from my teenage books. To my
59:52
luck, the feeling seemed to be quite mutual. And after spending the whole
59:57
party talking, he and I decided to lamb an appointment. Soon after,
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we became formal boyfriends. Our relationship, in fact, was pretty good.
1:00:08
We had so many things in common that we almost never had problems with what
1:00:15
movie we wanted to see or where we wanted our dates to go. However,
1:00:19
not everything was pink in our relationship, because after a discussion which was
1:00:23
so insignificant that I can' t even remember how it started anymore. I
1:00:30
just remember I went home and didn' t talk to her or I answered
1:00:34
her messages for five days. So, in what he thought would be a
1:00:38
most romantic gesture, Arthur came to my house with a gift for me,
1:00:42
a nice hand mirror with a silver frame. At first it seemed to me
1:00:50
a nice detail, as it looked old and with a damaged touch, that
1:00:53
made it look like it belonged to a haunted house. But when I saw
1:00:58
that he had Crete' s name engraved on him, I got worried and
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asked him where he got that mirror. Honestly, part of me believed that
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the most obvious answer would be that he bought it at an antique store or
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second- hand. However, his answer was I took him from a grave
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and the worst was that he showed no remorse. He said it with pride
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and even laughed like that was normal. I really got really mad, like
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I could have done something like that. I told him that was very bad
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taste and that he would return it immediately, but he didn' t seem
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to understand it right away. He got defensive and told me that I was
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a boring neerra and that I didn' t know how to have fun.
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I yelled at him and told him that I didn' t want him,
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but he told me that I was crazy and without saying anything else, he
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turned around and left my house, leaving the mirror lying in the entrance,
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as I didn' t know what else r did pick him up and put
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him in my house The next day I went to the Cemetery to try to
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find Greta' s grave and return the mirror myself, but after searching for
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hours, I couldn' t find anything and decided to call Arthur. He
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was still very angry with him, but he was the only one who could
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tell me exactly where the grave of the one who stole his mirror was.
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However, what I didn' t count on was that, for some reason,
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he was now offended and angry with me, so even though he answered
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my phone, he refused to tell me that Cemetery had taken it. I
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didn' t care and I left it in a nearby trash can and went
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home, because I hadn' t told my father that it would take me
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longer than usual and I sure was already waiting for me with the food.
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However, later that day, while I was looking for a notebook to do
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my homework, I found the mirror inside. I thought it was weird,
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because I swore I threw it away, but I figured maybe I was wrong
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and I put it in my backpack, so without any choice, I decided
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to keep the mirror. However, I soon realized that there was something strange
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about him. I started having strange dreams when I saw a girl. She
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didn' t even seem to be aware of my presence, but somehow I
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knew that girl had the same name as the engraving in the mirror. In
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my dreams, the girl seemed to be trapped somewhere dark and cold and seemed
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to ask for help. But the worst thing started to happen in the early
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morning around three or four, as I often woke up feeling like someone was
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looking at me, and there were times when I woke up because someone or
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something pulled me off my leg and almost pulled me out of bed. But
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when I woke up or turned on the light in my room, no one
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besides me was in my room. Besides, every time I looked in the
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mirror, I thought I saw a pale, scary face right behind mine I
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don' t know how to explain it. It was as if my face
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and the one on the other side blended into one. That scared the shit
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out of me and I didn' t know what to do. My dad
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was very permissive, but he always told me that I should respect the dead
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and their things and tell him that I had the mirror of a dead man.
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I' d get into a lot of trouble with him. I tried
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to get rid of the mirror. I took him to a dam a little
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far from my house and threw him into the water with all my might.
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But when I entered my room later that day, the mirror was in my
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bed. I tried to put him somewhere hidden in my room and try to
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forget about him, but it didn' t matter where I hid him.
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He always showed up somewhere in my room where I could see him. After
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a few weeks when I started going really bad at school, I couldn’
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t sleep for a single hour without something strange happening and waking up. My
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father finally stepped in. He had a night job so that he could prepare
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breakfast, lunch and dinner before taking a nap and then go to work.
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And that' s why he couldn' t keep an eye on how many
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hours he was sleeping. But since the school had already sent him many warnings,
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he asked me if I was going out at night or because I wasn
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' t sleeping. That' s when I dared tell her the whole truth,
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because I knew she was going to scold me, but I was willing
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to accept the punishment if my dad knew what to do with that mirror I
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couldn' t get rid of. In fact, he was very angry at
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first at the a la a la a la R to which not with me,
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but with Arthur. My dad took that mirror and we both went to
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Arthur' s house to get the information from where he had taken that mirror
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once and for all. The truth didn' t take more than a few
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screams for Arthur to get scared and tell my dad where the cemetery was from
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where he got it. Turns out it was a little far from our neighborhood.
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That cemetery was in the neighborhood where her grandmother lived. Dad and I
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drove over there and walked through every grave in the cemetery until we ran into
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Greta Ortiz' s grave. We knew that this was the tomb, for
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there were many personal objects with a mirror- like appearance. In addition,
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several of them also had their name engraved. So my dad told me to
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respectfully put the mirror in its place and apologize for taking it off. I
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knew I wasn' t the one who hadn' t taken it in the
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first place, but still obeyed that my father was asking me. After doing
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that for some reason, my dad also apologized and we both went back to
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the house. However, as we barely crossed the kitchen door, we realized
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that the mirror was on the dining table. That scared both of us so
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much, but Dad took it and kept it in a drawer in the living
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room that had a key to keeping it there, not knowing that since that
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day, paranormal events would cease to be confined to my room and begin to
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occur throughout the house. At first they were small things like objects moving alone
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doors that were suddenly closed for no apparent reason and strange sounds at night,
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but little by little these things began to intensify. Besides that, the mirror
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did not stay in that closed drawer, as it began to appear in different
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parts from the house. One night in particular, I woke up in the
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middle of the night. The lights in my room were on, because of
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fear I left them like this every night, but that did not serve much
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more than for my own peace of mind. The point was that, in
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front of my bed, that mirror was floating on its own, and not
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only that, but reflected in it was the face of a pale and almost
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transparent woman, who was screaming and her eyes were totally black and empty.
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I didn' t know what to do, so I just took courage and
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ran out of my room. Another night I woke up sweating cold and feeling
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something was wrong. I got out of bed and headed to the bathroom to
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wash my face. When I looked in the bathroom mirror, I saw the
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same woman I had seen in the hand mirror this time. She was behind
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me and I turned around, but there was no one there. My father
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was fed up with that situation, because although he had already tried to ask
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for help with some sorcerers, all those who claimed to be able to help
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us were just charlatans, who left the house when they first flogged the door,
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so he decided to investigate who that woman had been in the neighborhood,
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where the cemetery where she was buried was. He soon discovered that Greta was
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the youngest daughter of a wealthy family from the time of the porphyriate. Apparently,
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her father had killed her because she had fallen in love and got pregnant
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with one of the family workers in the neighborhood. It was rumored that that
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girl' s soul could not rest in peace and walked through the streets of
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that neighborhood. However, that could not give us a solution. I remember
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one of my father' s colleagues telling him about a boy who everyone claimed
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was very good, but who was charging a lot of money. And even
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though at first my dad didn' t want to, because we had already
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run into charlatans who were only looking for money, at the end of the
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day, it wasn' t like we were many options and events were only
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getting worse. So my father asked where he could find that man and invited
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him to our house. That man as he saw both Dad and my skeptics
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that he could help us. He told us that he was willing to pay
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him half and when he managed to get rid of what was tormenting us,
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he could pay him the other half, something my dad immediately accepted, as
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it was a strong sum of money that even at that time was not complete.
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That shaman. He was a very old man, always leaning on a
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cane and had a red cloth tied on his head, as well as several
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scars all over his arms, which he had tried to disguise with tattoos.
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And the first thing he did was go through the whole house and Dad and
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I were trying to tell him that, usually, by the day he was
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quiet, but that as soon as the sun started to hide. There was
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paranormal activity in almost every room in the house. He replied that he already
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knew that, that he could feel the pain of entering the house and then
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asked us to show him the mirror that my dad had told him about.
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I told him the last time I saw him, he was in the bathroom,
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but the truth changed a lot of places. We went to the bathroom,
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but it wasn' t there, so we all started looking for it,
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but we couldn' t find it, so the mirror didn' t
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seem to be anywhere in the house. We entered my father' s room
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for the second time in his search because that shaman was telling us that he
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was feeling a lot of evil energy, which seemed to come out of that
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place. However, when we came in we didn' t see anything there.
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But still, that man walked into the room and said that whatever was
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disturbing the peace of the inhabitants of that home that was displayed at that time
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and almost immediately after he finished saying that, the mirror fell from the ceiling.
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That man took it into his hands at the same time as he looked
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up at the roof Dad and we rained as the face of that man changed
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from frightened authoritarian. We didn' t see what he was seeing, but
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from what he told us later, he saw that woman on the roof and
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as he saw him, he told him that he would never leave us alone,
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that we were his property and that he was better off leaving that house
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if he didn' t want to live the same fate that was waiting for
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us. He also told us that we had waited a long time and that
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our fear and that we let her do what she wanted in the house had
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only made her stronger and getting her out would be extremely difficult. The first
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thing he did that day was clean the whole house. He walked to the
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last corner, spreading the smoke of a piece of wood that smelled a lot
1:13:15
like amber, but I can' t say for sure that it would tree
1:13:20
and so on, using a few pyrul branches, he would throw a blue
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liquid that didn' t know how to explain exactly what it was, but
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whatever it was doing seemed to work, because things were shaking and screaming,
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as if a woman was suffering to tell the truth. I expected that man
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to say some prayer or at least try to get the spirits out of the
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house in the name of God O. Jesus Christ had never gone to church
1:13:50
before. Dad always said that he believed in God, but not in religions,
1:13:56
so he never taught me a specific church. However, I assumed that
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for an exorcism that was what it looked like I was doing, I had
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to say those things. However, he spoke fluently in a language from which
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he could not identify even a word. Then I found out that she was
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nauat when she finished doing that she told us that that wasn' t all
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and that she would have to come back the next day. He also explained
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that it was no use for us to leave, as that thing would follow
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us wherever we went. That night, Dad asked permission at work and we
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both slept in the same room and somehow gave us more peace of mind.
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So, while I was trying to sleep, I felt a cold, wet
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hand on my shoulder. I opened my eyes to meet the figure of a
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woman standing by the bed. I started screaming so I could wake up my
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dad, but the figure just faded into the air. Still, a creepy
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female voice told us no matter what they do. I will follow him first
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thing the next day, the shaman returned and brought with him several strange things
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with a his He drew a circle with very strange symbols. I repeat again
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that it did not resemble anything I had seen before. He took the mirror,
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which, curiously, for the first time since he arrived at the house,
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had not moved from the place where we left him. He put it
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in the middle of the circle and pulled out a jar of what seemed to
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be salt, but it was mixed with herbs and other things I never knew
1:15:45
what they were. Then, he began to spray it on the mirror while
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reciting a prayer in guatle in a low voice. Suddenly, the mirror began
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to vibrate violently as if it were fighting him against salt and prayer but the
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man did not stop, for he continued to recite and spread him over the
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mirror. He didn' t even care that the windows and mirrors in the
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house were rumbling. I also remember exactly when everything seemed to be over,
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as the mirror stopped moving and everything in the house stopped shaking. In the
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house it felt a peace and a vibration that had not felt in a long
1:16:27
time. However, before even my dad could say what, obviously all the
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glass mirrors in the house, ceramic plates and cups exploded, making hundreds of
1:16:38
crystals fly away. But instead of being frightened that man only quickly took the
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mirror, wearing the red cloth he was wearing on his head and wrapped it
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in it only to then tie it with a black silk thread, nailing it
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to three green pins and keeping it in a wooden box, to which he
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put a white padlock. Later, he took the box, because he told
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us that he could not risk it ever being opened again, and for that
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reason he would keep it and later left. Nothing ever happened in the house
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again. After my father never paid him, we saw that man again,
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who didn' t even tell us his name, but who I' ll
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always be grateful for. I guess I' ll always wonder if our mother
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tongues and everything that was believed before colonization is much stronger and more powerful than
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most people think, but at least it did help us. Stories written and
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adapted by Lisa Hernández