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Mi Aterrador Encuentro Con Ese Espectro Demoníaco - Historias De Terror - Voces De La Noche · Niebla en el bosque con Evelith von

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My name is Carlos and what I' m going to tell continues a curse
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that has complained to the men of my family for many generations. I lived
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in a small town in Mexico, in a modest and secluded house, made
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of hedgehogs and stones. My home was one of the most humble in the
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place, but I never cared about that. What I did care about was
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the river that ran not far from our house. The river was an essential
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part of my life. There we went to get water to drink and ventured
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to bathe in its refreshing waters during the hot summer days. However, there
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was a strict rule that my parents always reminded me of. Never under any
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circumstances should I approach the river after eight o' clock at night. Something
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that certainly became strange to me from when I was little. It was that
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when my father thought he was asleep, he entered my room, not only
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to make sure that he had closed the window, but also to lock it
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with a wooden stick. I remember asking once about it, but my father
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just told me that I was too young to understand it. That' s
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how I grew up. His warnings resonated in my mind as a constant echo,
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but until that day I had never challenged or questioned them. I was
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twelve, almost thirteen, and I was playing an exciting football game with my
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friends. The sun began to set on the horizon tinging the sky with reddish
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and golden tones. The excitement of the game made us lose track of time
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and when I finally looked at my watch, I realized that I had exceeded
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the deadline when I was allowed to return home, so I had to return
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home quickly if I wanted to avoid the anger of my parents. The way
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back home was considerably shorter sr. If I crossed the river instead of surrounding
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it, my teenage mind dismissed my parents' warnings. After all, I
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had never been given a real reason why I couldn' t cross there at
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that time, so I decided to take a chance and cross the river.
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The moon had already appeared in the night sky, but you could still see
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the road clearly. As I crossed the river, I felt a strange feeling
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that something was not right. The first thing I noticed was the waters,
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which had always been calm and serene, but that night they seemed to murmur
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in a disturbing way. As the trees advanced along the bank of the river,
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they closed on me, creating a thick darkness that enveloped me. My
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steps resounded in the silence of the night and my heart was pounding in my
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chest. I tried to convince myself that it was just my imagination, but
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then I saw a blurry figure at the end of the way. That alarmed
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me immediately. However, seeing more clearly, I realized that it was only
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a costal which surely someone had forgotten. There, so I followed my path
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I walked by a light pace, wishing to get home as quickly as possible.
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In the middle of the road, however, I heard a sound that
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made me stop dry. It was a sound like someone' s trying to
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get my attention. I quickly turned back, but saw nothing but the shadows
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of the forest bordering the river. I shook my head trying to dispel the
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feeling of restlessness that invaded me. I continued walking this time faster, when,
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suddenly, the same sound trying to get my attention was heard again.
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This resonated in my ears. I turned my head back, but again there
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was nothing. Paranoia began to take over me and a feeling that something was
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not right settled in my stomach. I decided to hurry even faster, but
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this time I heard something that smelled my blood. A childish laugh. But
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this laughter didn' t come from behind me, but it resonated clearly from
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above, as if something or someone were making fun of me. From the
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treetops. I looked up trying to visualize the origin of that disturbing noise.
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Despite the darkness of the night, my eyes endeavored to distinguish any movement in
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the treetops. Although fear gripped me, I decided to scream, thinking that
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if there was someone or something there, maybe I could drive him away.
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However, that was one of the worst mistakes I could make. My words
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barely came out of my mouth when the leaves of the trees shook violently for
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no apparent reason, as there was no wind that night. The night became
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even more so when, suddenly, a head emerged from between the branches and
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was the head of what seemed to be a girl, although her appearance was
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far from human, Despite the darkness, I could distinguish her pale skin and
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her extremely long hair, which seemed to be soaked dripping water at night.
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His eyes, in contrast to his skin, shone in the darkness filled with
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a malevolent light. The girl was staring at me and I was totally paralyzed
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by her ghostly presence. The girl from the river continued to poke her head
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between the branches and her childish laughter became a disturbing murmur that filled the air
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no matter how hard she tried. I could not turn my gaze away from
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his hypnotic eyes that seemed to seek something in the depths of my being,
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the girl of the river swayed in the branches of the trees with a supernatural
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agility, as if she were floating in the air. His laughter, which
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had previously been childish, had become a twisted and macabre echo that filled the
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river. My legs trembled, but I could not turn my gaze away from
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that terrifying being. Then, the girl from the river began to move towards
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me, sliding through the branches with a disturbing grace. Every step he took
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in the air was accompanied by a sinister whisper. I tried to back off,
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but my legs seemed to be stuck to the ground. What came Next
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filled me with terror and amazement. The girl began to descend from the tree
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with a supernatural agility. His limbs were elongated and inhuman more like the legs
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of a giant spider than those of a human being. Each of his movements
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was spasmodic and disturbing, as if he were out of sync with reality.
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As she descended, the girl began to hum a children' s song that
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frozen my blood. The sound of his voice was discordant and scintillating, as
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if he was trying to imitate a melody he had long forgotten. The words
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of the song were unintelligible, but their rhythm and tone seemed full of malice.
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Finally, when her feet touched the ground, the girl straightened herself,
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revealing her full height and demonic appearance. I looked at his face more closely
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and saw that his expression was twisted by an evil smile. Their teeth were
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sharp as blades and their eyes distilled evil. Without saying a word. The
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girl began to move towards me slowly. His elongated legs moved with inhuman agility.
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My body trembled with fear and something in me shouted at me that I
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had to flee. His eyes, which kept shining with that evil light.
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Now they focused on me with a terrifying intensity. He stretched out a long,
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thin hand to me. His fingers ended up in fingernails sharp as needles.
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Her lips, which are guided by humming the disturbing song, curved into
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a twisted smile that revealed rows of sharp teeth. Fear paralyzed me, but
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a part of my mind struggled to escape. I tried to back off,
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but my feet were still feeling like lead and they weren' t responding.
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The girl of the river was getting closer and closer and her demonic laughter was
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mixed with the whisper of the wind among the trees, creating a symphony of
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nightmare. The girl from the river was almost on me. His eyes full
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of malevolence and his grotesquely elongated extremities spread to me like hungry claws, and
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the song he hummed had become a sinister mantre that resonated in my ears,
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twisting and deforming with every note. When he finally stood in front of me,
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his cold, bony hand touched my cheek by sending an icy chill through
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my entire body. He looked at me with an expression that looked like a
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mixture of sadness and malice, as if you were caught in eternal agony.
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My legs finally regained the ability to move and I stepped back several steps.
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Moving away from that nightmare in the form of a child, the macabre melody
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continued to resonate in my head as I ran desperately to my home. My
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steps were fast and messy, my lungs were burning and my heart seemed to
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be about to explode in my chest. But far from what anyone could believe,
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the nightmare was not over. I didn' t run long before I
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heard a sound that iced my blood was like the sound of a dog running
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behind me. I instinctively turned my head back and what I saw filled me
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with horror. The spider girl was chasing me on all fours like a nightmare
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being. His movements were agile and grotesque. His elongated and deformed limbs moved
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with inhuman dexterity. My feet were hitting the ground with a frenzy as they
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tried to escape the monstrous creature that was chasing me. The girl from the
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river was only meters away from me, her demonic figure, moving at a
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speed that didn' t seem possible to anyone. With his twisted appearance.
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My house was in sight, but it seemed to be at an endless distance.
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The laughter of the river girl kept filling the air mixing with the sound
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of my own gasps and the frantic heartbeat of my heart. I knew I
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had to get to the safety of my home before it was too late.
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The girl laughed as she ran but her laughter was not that of a boy
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playing, but a disturbing and demonic laughter. I felt an indescribable terror.
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Realizing that it didn' t matter how much I ran, the road seemed
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to be endless and she was fast approaching. My strength began to waver and
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my hope faded. I knew I couldn' t escape that terrifying creature that
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was chasing me. Then they were r to r lake that made my heart
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stop for a moment, one of the cold hands of the girl of the
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river grabbed me by the ankle his touch was creepy as if he was holding
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a bag of raw and wet meat. I tried to save myself desperately,
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but his grip was firm and ruthless. He began to pull me back,
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towards the river that I feared so much my despair seized me as I dragged
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inexorably into the dark river. His sharp fingers sank into my skin, causing
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a sharp pain that mixed with the panic I felt. The waters of the
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river seemed to murmur and whisper as if they were anxious to receive me.
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I fought hard, scratching the floor with my fingernails and screaming for help,
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but the girl from the river was relentless. His malevolent laughter filled the air
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as he pulled me closer and closer to the river I saw His twisted face
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showed sadistic pleasure. My despair was overwhelming as my hands clung to anything within
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my reach, roots, stones, even the earth itself but my efforts were
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in vain. That creature was incredibly strong and, despite my desperate attempts,
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I could not stop it from advancing. My nails almost peeled off in my
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attempt to hold me and avoid being dragged into the dark waters of the river.
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The cold water mine at my feet and I felt like I was plunged
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into an abyss of nightmare. For a brief moment, the idea of surrendering,
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of letting myself be carried away by the current came through my mind,
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as I felt exhausted and dizzy by the desperate struggle. But something in me
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was resisting resignation. That' s when I heard an unmistakable scream, my
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father' s scream. I filled myself with one last impulse of energy and
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shouted with all my might to alert him of my whereabouts. My voice tore
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apart, bringing my despair to the wind. My father had been out looking
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for me when he heard my screams, and that gave me a little hope
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for my bad luck. The girl from the river seemed to want to rush
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even more into the river. His movements became more frantic and his evil laughter
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filled my ears. But then, as if I had heard my father'
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s cry, the creature gave a loud, sharp, and free grip as
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I could reach to hold a root of an old tree, thus succeeding in
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crawling out with my last forces of the river, soaked and trembling, as
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the spider girl dived into the dark waters of the river with a sinister splash.
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My father showed up at that moment running towards me and helping me to
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stand up. I was dizzy and exhausted, but I was safe. My
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father wrapped me in his arms with a mixture of relief and concern in his
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eyes. Although his hug was warm. He could feel a glimpse of anger
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in his eyes. I had disobeyed the most important rule of our family never
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to cross the river after eight o' clock at night. If I'
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m frank, I don' t remember much of what my father said.
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I know I was wondering if I was okay, at the same time as
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I was recriing myself for disobeying. His words were almost like a murmur to
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my ears, but I knew they were like a rebuke, at the same
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time there was also a trail of anguish in his voice. The last thing
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I remember was he told me we weren' t safe there. After that,
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I think I lost consciousness, because when I woke up I was in
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my bed, I felt quite disoriented. Even for a moment I thought it
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might all have been a nightmare. However, when I saw the multiple wounds
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on my body, I knew that everything had been real. A chill ran
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through my back. My despair grew so much that I screamed to call my
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parents. That cry was answered by my father, who entered my room.
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He stared at me and I could see his concern reflected in his eyes.
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His anger seemed to have given way to concern for my well- being.
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However, his next words completely puzzled me, for before he told me anything,
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he told me that he could not tell anyone what he had experienced that
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night. The confusion did not allow me to even question the reason why I
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could not do it, so my father, taking a seat in my bed,
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gave a deep breath as he told me that he wanted to wait for
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it to be a little bigger. However, after what happened, he had
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to tell me everything. At that moment, my father began by explaining to
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me that no one would believe me and those who did would think I was
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cursed. The curse that had fallen upon our family was a shadow that spread
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throughout generations and those who had defied its rules had faced a terrifying fate.
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Then my father began to tell me the story of Sochill, a girl who
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was once a friend of my great- grandfather. When they were about ten
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years old, they used to play by the river almost every day. Their
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friendship was deep and they shared laughter and adventures in the cool waters of the
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river. But one day something happened that changed their lives forever. My great
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- great- grandfather challenged Sochi to climb to the top of a nearby tree
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and jump into the water. From there, Sochill, being fearless and courageous,
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accepted the challenge without hesitation. As I climbed up the tree. My
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great- great- grandfather didn' t think Sochill had the courage to jump
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from such a height. However, as the girl climbed higher and higher,
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one of the branches came across a chilling creak. Sochil fell from a considerable
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height, hitting the branches before rushing to the river. When they found her
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in the water, her limbs were grotesquely deformed. No and no, it
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was a long time before he died because of his wounds. From that day
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it was said that Sochi had returned her in the form of a spectral figure,
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with deformed limbs, seeking revenge against any male in the family who dared
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to challenge the rule of not crossing the river. After eight o' clock
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in the night, which was the time Sochi had lost her life. After
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an intense agony, my father' s words resounded in my mind as a
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curse and I understood the gravity of what had witnessed the story of Sochill the
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river girl had become a dark legend that haunted our family generation after generation.
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My disobedience to that rule had unleashed the terror of facing the vengeance of a
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supernatural entity. During the following nights, my dreams were plagued by the image
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of the girl, emerging from the dark waters of the river and her eyes,
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shining with malevolent determination. I feared that every shadow in the dark would
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be his twisted presence. Receiving my mind, I was turning around as I
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processed the idea that I, as a descendant of my great- great-
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grandfather, was destined to face the curse of sochill if I did not obey
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the rules. The night I had found the girl from the river became a
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grim reminder of the darkness lurking in the shadows of my family. I left
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that town a few years later. I' d like to say that the
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main reason I did it was for looking for better opportunities for me. However,
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the real reason I did this was because I wanted to get as far
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away from that curse of my family as possible. And even though it seemed
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to work, the memories of that day, like the scars on my skin,
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