The shadow

I do not know, for some reason I like to sleep, facing the wall. That meant to me that the window is behind me. He's always behind me, with the curtain closed, the sun does not wake me at dawn. But when it's rainy season, the curtain prevents the flash of lightning. So it is always open. It was a most unpleasant noise. Somebody ran by outside my department, the only downside; I saw a shadow pass and ... it is completely closed to where ran. Yes, perhaps the horror movie I saw.

Something I will not lose sleep, of that I am sure. Something deprive myself of sleep and not my alarm clock. I usually have my phone close, 2:50 am is not the sound of lightning, not rain. Are they ... knocking on the window? ... Is there someone outside my window? I can see the corner of his eye, on the wall, a shadow is drawn with each flash. There is someone out there is definitely someone. I can see his shadow.

It does not move, but I know that look. Keep playing to my window. It will go if you think I'm asleep. He unlocked. But how? It is opening the window. Hey ... it is not raining, the curtain is closed and the window ... Also? I just heard the opening. I also saw him. A dream, a nightmare. I do not remember if I put the lock the door. Better I tell me. These voices, coming from the closet. I do not understand.

The Woman in White

Many of us wonder, are there ghosts? Here's the truth ...

It was 7:00 in the evening was a very cold rainy day, I was with my parents and my brother, suddenly tells me my mom telling me go shopping with my brother, so I will stay only in casa.Lo All I said is that there was no problem

I was in my room watching TV, was very entertaining when you hear a weird sound in the kitchen of my house, down to review what it had been, it was only we who fell, but ask me

- Why do I fall?

I remember back to my room I had left the television on, but on arrival was off, did not give much importance as if he thought he had left off and was not consistent. It was 8:00 and my parents and my brother still not arrived and I was watching television, that's when clearly heard a woman from downstairs in the kitchen saying:

YOU ARE NOT ALONE !!

I am afraid a lot, I thought it was my imagination and continued watching TV a few minutes later heard the same phrase just that with a more sinister voice ... I got up from my bed and looked down thinking that someone was there, then I started to hear the same woman's voice spoke only this time with someone else ... I could not explain what was happening in my house until I decided to go down to see what was happening. I saw a woman dressed in white winged stop accustomed chair where I sit, I said,

- Who you are?

To which she replied with angry voice

- You said you were not alone

I was very scared and did not know what to do, his face was covered with a black cloth I could not understand why and I said

- You're not real, ghosts do not exist

To which she replied ...

- We are more real than you think, so you wished you had not said that

I was very scared, until she disappeared.

Half an hour later I received a call from my aunt telling me that my parents and my brother had a car accident, could not believe what was happening, went to the hospital quickly waiting for better news to arrive and was told that my parents had died, only my brother survived

He was crying and did not know what to do, I could not believe it.

They spent several weeks now lived with my aunt, were precisely 7:00 pm, everyone was already asleep and I heard again the same sound he had heard the night my parents died, this time my arm and lower value to see what was happening.

There was a glass covered with a black cloth identical to women, removing the cloth inside of the cup was a note that read:

Here you have the proof that the ghostly spirits if we exist now your parents are with me, I told you to be sorry for what you said, next is your brother

The Oak

She was a girl of 9 years old, lived with her mom and dad, had good grades in school, life was quiet and peaceful. At night I always had the same dream where he ran up a hill and reach the top, there was a small cabin with a large oak tree, the place was always dark, and the stars filled the sky with a big moon illuminating everything, making Oak projected a shadow on the grass and flowers that were in it, she jumped and ran to wake up, and when he did, he knew that the next night would return to the same illusion.

One day before the summer, her parents told her that her good grades would go on vacation to a forest on the outskirts of the city. When they arrived, Enya was leaning out the car window, trying to appreciate every detail of the landscape, but then spotted a hill and at the top stood to notice much like a big dream I always had oak.

Enya told his parents that if granted permission to leave the place to see; they would carry him. Enya ran as fast as his feet were allowed, to go up and saw a small hut. Being on top knocked on the door of curiosity, the call of the door came an old man of perhaps 75 years, he saw the girl looked puzzled, his eyes widened more than usual, expressed confusion, fear and uncertainty ; He could not open his mouth to mention the greeting he had planned to say to anyone that whoever touched the door.

It Enya at her expression of shock, asked if he was okay, the man passed saliva and could mention that she was the ghost who walked there at night.

At that time, she began to observe around seeing all the flowers were the same color as in his dream, and they were exactly the same position, without forgetting that in the shadow of the big oak floor, this shadow It gave him confidence and protection, now he was afraid and intrigue.

He realized that the dream happened in his mind, but that does not mean it is not real.

Abandoned House

chapter 1

Once upon a time a family living in the country, the father named George Smith was a rare artist famous paintings reflected his abstract art, but had great reception in the city of Orlando-Florida, Laura's mother stayed at home doing the household and helping her children she never left rather be at home where he felt protected tasks, had two children Christina 15 years and Dereck 12 years both were in the same school but studied at different times Christina studied in the morning and Dereck in the afternoon, so his mother did not feel alone at home, she suffered isolofobia.

After a few months the paintings of Jorge began to lose fame and were not so successful, so the economy of the family was in bankruptcy, decided to move to Richmond-Virginia, George thought it would be a good opportunity to sell their paintings, acquired a large house of old style as it was the cheapest I found the first days that passed were normal, the second week began to hear strange noises in the house especially at midnight, scratches were heard at the door The television in the room is turned on and off single, a little voice of a little girl could be heard saying "Mom, where are you".

In one of the nights Dereck had risen to go next year but did not know if it was a good idea rather be in bed, afraid going to the bathroom gave each step, just the bathroom was along a corridor, leaving the bathroom he saw in the distance the shadow of the girl was the first he could see but not last, quickly ran to the room where his sister and told her what happened. Sister decided to go check to see if there was something happened but not what his brother said he had seen and went back to sleep.

Chapter 2

In the morning Dereck decided to tell their parents what they had seen, the father went to where the girl who had sold the property to ask about what was happening in the house, the girl with a mysterious look said, I knew I was going to ask someday, so I showed him some papers the man, what he discovered about the house I leave intrigued. The family that lived before the house was very conflicted man always beat his wife had a bad temper all the time leaving bruises all around the body, the woman one day so tired that he decided to kill him taking a knife, cutting his throat and nailing it in his heart as he would not change the therapies and medicines received no effect arose increasingly drove him worse.

A year passed and the woman felt like loneliness accompanied everywhere with the only person who could tell it was her 4 year old daughter, the girl asked her father and mother told him that he had left because I could not stand more The female no end to the pain and loneliness for her husband's death that she herself had found some pills in the bathroom quickly killing him was taken.

The neighbors went to the house to see what was happening every day wailing and weeping woman was heard, had to force the door to enter, the woman was dead in the bathtub, her husband found in the basement in a sack full of blood, was the only girl alive, she would not leave the house so he stayed, died slowly into disrepair.

The father told his son about what had investigated said they would soon find a priest to divest to that spirit. It was 1:00 am Christina could not sleep felt there was something that looked suddenly felt like someone was sleeping next to him, turned and found the little girl his brother had described, she screamed and then He closed his eyes, when opened was gone.

Derek stood up to hear the cry of her sister, ran into his sister's room but was far away from his room and hers a long scary hall was in the hallway appeared again the girl, volt head and it was gone, he walked right side wall a painting where I was portraying the little girl who had appeared before dressed in a clown suit in painting was looked very frightening still walked suddenly could make out the distance approaching the girl, throwing it over with a sharp scissors nailed in the heart, died instantly.

Chapter 3

The family to see this event in the morning her dead in the hallway son wanted to leave home as soon as possible, arranged their things quickly, were on the second floor where the rooms were, Laura was very scared that the Time to leave the room tripped over the suitcase was on the floor, snuggling to the nearest window, he was in bad shape so broke making the woman fell from the window of the second to the ground where he died.

Daughter to see her dead mother could do nothing leaving on the floor beside his father got in the car they had, only thing they had in mind was away from the house as soon as possible and never come back to it and so they did. It is said that the house is abandoned since the last time it was inhabited, nobody wants to rent due to the deaths that happened and reputation that has the house through the troubled family who lived in it besides ghosts appearances that still exist until today as it is the spirit of the girl looking for her mother, and the many people who died there.

The hiding

He could not be more absorbed in the screen. As usual, your daily dose of horror stories are winnowed, just before sleep. A little atmosphere, all the lights off. Then think of something else to sleep at ease. Something, perhaps more cheerful.

-Lyzzy. You scare me she said the cat stroking against his feet, he walked around under the desk and purred Come on, out. Go to disturb papa and mama.

He read on. In silence, until dawn.

-Lyzzy ...

The faint rose against his ankle, he became a squeeze. Something was holding. A hand. The slower way, I leaned back. Two bright spots at his feet. They are watching him. They saw. We devoured.

And darkness consumed.

What about your feet?

Accompanying my brother

It was a cold afternoon Mary was in her bedroom as usual, listening to music, when I heard footsteps came to see what it was but when I looked there was nothing the girl turned to enserar in her room, but then I hear the cry of a child . Mary was so scared that I hope to reach their father when they arrived told them what he had heard and they said it was just his imagination Mary knew that what he had heard was not his imagination.

Days passed and Mary did not want to get home he was afraid of being alone, one day decided to see what was happening when he saw a child on the steps of his house crying and she froze from fear then when his parents came from work she told them everything that happened her parents told her that before she was born they had another son who had died when he fell down the stairs. The terrified girl went to sleep but when he slept felt someone was watching her terrified told him to want, he said, want you to have the same fate as I bone death.

The hiding

He could not be more absorbed in the screen. As usual, your daily dose of horror stories are winnowed, just before sleep. A little atmosphere, all the lights off. Then think of something else to sleep at ease. Something, perhaps more cheerful.

-Lyzzy. You scare me she said the cat stroking against his feet, he walked around under the desk and purred Come on, out. Go to disturb papa and mama.

He read on. In silence, until dawn.

-Lyzzy ...

The faint rose against his ankle, he became a squeeze. Something was holding. A hand. The slower way, I leaned back. Two bright spots at his feet. They are watching him. They saw. We devoured.

And darkness consumed.

What about your feet?

The cabin in the woods

Everyone, at some point in our lives we had a night terror, fear indescribable sound without any apparent reason, craving, that at any moment something unusual, to pass, that and more, shows the power of our imagination ...

Weekend at last my friends and I decided to celebrate the birthday of one of them in a cottage, located in a village a few hours from our city. Not all were, so a friend and I anticipate us all, came the other morning and celebrate big.

It is strange that feeling of going on the road and curiously this one, being weekend is unusual, everything is in darkness, except for the short distance you can illuminate the headlights of the car, go see the night scenery in the waiting for something to appear, see a shadow out of the ordinary, to be waiting for something to happen, these thoughts circulating my mind when suddenly have to brake abruptly, damn dog that emerged from the shadows, like us , it is altered.

We stopped at a gas station in a nearby town, to take a break, I remains concerned that all this alone and in silence, feeling the stinging sensation that someone is behind trees or between the walls, watching us restless got into the car, the see in the rearview mirror swear see a shadow hiding among the trees behind us, I will not lose to confirm and follow the path.

Only upon reaching the village, a little quiet come to me, are the festivities, there are people, no lights, no noise, automatically gets that little sense of relief and comfort that anything can happen.

Our rest will sooner than expected, when driving on the way to the cabin, being all in the square, the streets are lonely and dark, a guard at the entrance welcomes us and shows us the path which route to take, is the only light seen in kilometers of his small hut, as we travel the road is filled with mist, curious, right ?, to arrive, we only see the silhouette of the cabin, we hasten to turn on all the lights to get rid of damn dark, and verify that the other doors are closed before going to the square, suddenly felt a chill, because behind us the front door creaks and slowly closed, my friend is notoriously afraid, I hope not show the same face as it.

Leaving the hut, we realized that most of the trees are no crosses, I think sometimes people put them to give a more gloomy feel to the place, try not to think about it and got in the car, I wonder if my friend as noted, the smooth movement of the window curtain in front of us did not want to alarm him and is scared.

For a while we forget the issue and just have fun, until the time to go, it is 4:00 am, I wonder if the way he always had so much fog, the radio does not work and I realize the environment of silence, broken only to hear how the trees move violently and strongly sounds the wind always makes that noise or I sugestiono only.

Upon reaching the cabin, just try to focus on some sleep, heard footsteps and hope you are my friend, trying to calm his emotions walking a bit, when I am at last by sleep, I clearly hear that drag a chair and I go to check everything is in order, out, out the window I see some red highlights in my fixed quickly turn on the light and try to prove me realize that there's nothing more, I go back to bed, I hope to sleep.

The next day, his body and mind more relaxed think it was all a hallucination and avoid talking about it with my friend seems it was not a good night, but I mentioned footsteps in the room, right where I was heard dragging the chair, not to scare myself calm and told her that maybe we were entering, it appears that convinced him.

To go outside I felt a chill across the back, the window I saw those flashes, has the same footprints and handprints that seem as if someone observe us from outside. Before getting into the car to go to town, I can see on the second floor more clearly a shadow, peering out the window in front of us, and the same red glow that I now realize, are the eyes of that entity, which I watched us last night, and I think that perhaps all is not mentally and we pretend, perhaps there is something else, something unknown and just do not always see it as way avoid tell you something my friend, I keep thinking that even I must stay another night and there will be more people, hopefully not think about it, and maybe I can forget what I saw in that window.

The people of the woods

Many years ago I worked in the Mental Rehabilitation Centre of Santo Domingo. Among the cases of posttraumatic syndrome strangest war I tried, was that of a young soldier whose partners had all died in combat; the boy was found by a group of farmers, hidden in a small cave near a stream, shivering and had apparently lost his speech, he was in a state of shock that he could never recover.

But a stormy night and I looked to my surprise first spoke accessing tell a story that can not qualify more than horrific. I do not know what reason led him to imagine such a hallucination. Here is his story:

"The night was already late when the captain gave the order to stop, had been moving through the sweltering jungle for about six hours without finding a trace of the rebels. They tended a trap ... we had been on the wrong track; we were surprised and ambushed our unit, we were now only four survivors trying to save our lives. I know it's not worthy of a soldier flee but ... What else could we have done? We were only four against ... too.

We sat slowly and quietly, darkness had become very dense and fat raindrops had replaced the drizzle that had accompanied us throughout the day, as we try to protect ourselves from the rain.

I guess we should present a sorry sight; I saw the pain in the captain's face and my colleagues, I think this is too much, that is, when you become a soldier think you're invincible, nothing can destroy you because you're the good, you struggle for peace and justice and even know it is likely that these situations may occur; the moment of truth ... you're never prepared for death to your colleagues, your friends, the men with whom you have formed and have shared so much, your brothers.

I took out of my pocket a photograph of Luisa and watched, it had taken during a sunset on the beaches of Cartagena. Lucia with his beautiful curly hair, air, and I smiled as only she knew how.

I looked at my colleagues, Gary was tall and lanky, was staring off somewhere, the truth is that hardly spoke with him, he was a guy of few words and few friends. Mario had found a rock to sit and appeared to be crying but tried to hide it. The captain; who had moved away a little, he returned and ordered us to rest and gave shifts to keep the charge, he assigned me to my third shift, after Gary. I tried to relax ignoring torturing insects and that's when I thought I hear, it was as soft murmurs that seemed to come from everywhere. I immediately alerted the other, they also heard Mario speculated that it could be a village nearby, but the captain was suspicious, said it could be a rebel camp, suddenly the whispers stopped and the forest returned to the monotonous sound rain, waited about half an hour but they were repeated.

The rain died down and fell asleep. Even today I think I hear the cry of Gary woke me. It was not exactly a cry, but rather was ... God! as a scream, a scream of terror that chilled my veins, got up and wield our guns, Gary was not in the guardhouse, laughter could be heard as many people around us, we could not see them, but it was clear that mocking us and delighted with our fear, the captain was shouting asking strangers on pain of opening fire were identified, but the laughter rose to cruel and macabre laughter. Then we returned to hear Gary screaming for help and ran towards the direction from which they came firing back at the thicket.

I do not know exactly how we ran, I estimate that about one kilometer; I only know that the cries of horror were heard Gary always at the same distance as much as we tried to reach him; until suddenly ceased and stopped, apparently whoever they were those of the mysterious laughter had not followed us, anyway we stood back to back with guns in firing position.

The rain had finally ended and the clouds began to disperse, the brightness of the moon illuminated the tops of tall trees, but not us because vegetation was very dense, there was almost complete silence, perhaps it was better that way, in the state in which we found ourselves if an owl would have sung the quiet with a torrent of bullets.

passed about two hours that helped calmáramos some our disturbed minds, the captain tried to elevate the moral, said the rebels were very clever and congratulated them because managed to scare him and kidnap one of his men into his nostrils but for the sake of them it was better than they had been hurt ...

But I, and I'm sure Mario also doubted.

Suddenly a cool breeze filtered through the trees shook, the captain had remained silent in the midst of his speech looking in all directions, my senses were sharpened the most ... suddenly we saw around us were like silhouettes, blurred shadows , jumping at speed through the branches of the trees around us and then pounced on us, I think I could compare it to being in the middle of a flock of birds or giant bats, moved among us, touching our bodies, scratching our arms and faces, it was horrible, screamed and tried to protect us and beating them or shooting them away but strangely our fists were only with air, and bullets seemed to affect them in the least. In our desperation we all advised us that instinct, have to run again.

Despite the terror that invaded us at least we stayed together, we leave behind but not for long, as we ran we heard a constant fluttering behind us and look back could see a thick black cloud moved over the trees in our direction.

We ran and ran through the jungle to get out of breath, until our forces arrived almost to the limit and fell on the wet and muddy earth awaiting whatever fate deparase us, when we notice that we were alone again, felt some relief Mario and captain, but there was something that did not fit me, whatever they were these creatures were very fast, could not understand why they had not given us powerful and thought crossed my mind, but I pushed him away just wanting something out unfounded .

He spent about an hour, Mario finally broke down and began to mourn, the captain had been kneeling with his eyes on the floor and looked at him as if to rebuke him, but did nothing and turned to stare at the ground, now he was a beaten man, not only in arms but in his soul; We not know what to do, how to act or what to think, this seemed like a nightmare, a cruel and horrible nightmare.

Then something caught my eye in the distance and stuck a small hill near the summit was distinguished the faint but unmistakable glow of a bonfire.

The small orange glow threw us a glimmer of hope and immediately rushed over to there no matter how exhausted we were, just wanting to get out sooner that damn jungle, do not know why but I honestly thought that the fire move away ghosts or they were, like when you're a kid and you're sure that if you keep lit the lamp next to your bed the closet monster will not dare to leave. It may sound a little selfish but at that point we did not care any more; We did not think even in what had become of Gary; all our mind, all our energy and strength were concentrated in coming to this tiny point of light.

Hill was on the other side of a small valley that descended to cross, in the background you crossed a stream of crystal clear waters that glistened in the moonlight.

All streams lead somewhere and pondered the idea that it might be better to take its course instead of going up the hill, but discarded the idea because the fire was now very close and hypnotic power which attracted us to a supposed safety. OMG! Why I did not listen to that inner voice?

We climbed down the gentle slope, as we ascended the vegetation became less dense. The summit was treeless but covered with high weeds and sticky; go through it drawn to the clarity with our guns ready, despite the apparent futility of these, we were reluctant to leave, because as we were taught: a soldier can leave their mission, their orders and even his life, but never his rifle.

Finally we left the bush and we saw the fire, was in the middle of a clearing about two hundred meters and around them was a group of people standing in a circle around her, people of flesh and blood, no shadows or ghosts. We were heading toward them convinced to salvation.

As we approached we found that spoke or whispered among themselves. We stopped surprised just steps from the circle, all wore black robes, men were bald or shaved head and women wore a hood or cap on the hair, they were quite pale but beautiful features; They kept their eyes closed and their arms extended on both sides of the body together with its neighbors by the palms of his hands up, but they were not immobile, no, gently swaying on either side to the beat of their whispers, now could identify as a kind of unintelligible chant.

For a moment we failed to do, apparently they had not seen us; Captain stepped forward and saluted loudly identifying and requesting help, but they even took notice, however, the pitch of the song escalated. The situation did not please me at all, there was something in the hymn, I do not know exactly who it was because I did not understand but I had the feeling something profane ... blasphemy ...

The captain decided to moved and touched the shoulder of one of them and suddenly stopped the song, the dancers stood in unison and froze, then it opened a little circle, where the captain was just as inviting to enter, They were still with their eyes closed.

Mario grabbed my arm and it startled me, I was shaking and I pointed to the ground; I looked and I bent down to pick it up, it was a piece of cloth torn and bloodstained, I let go at once, it was unmistakable, the camouflaged army.

I looked at Mario, his face showed that frightened me was thinking the same thing.

Suddenly we heard the crack of the gun captain falling on the sand, it was inside the circle had closed again behind him ... and loved ... they opened their eyes.

I was horrified watching them, they were evil, demonic, totally white eyes without pupils and completely lifeless. One subject had kept staring at me

- captain? - Mario said in a pleading voice. But he did not answer. Meanwhile one of the youths took the circle, seemed to look directly at the captain's eyes, we could see the reaction of this because he had his back to us, others resumed their rhythmic swaying softly with his song; Captain took three steps toward the fire and stopped.

Then we saw something ... impossible ... the young, with arms extended to the sides began to levitate, and rose in the air until about four meters to be located just above the fire, thereupon lowered his arms and then extended his left to the captain, the choir grew in intensity and movement.

And we look horrified as Captain also began to rise, seemed to have the rigid body and when he came to it, they both turned at an angle of 90 degrees and could see his face, it was a look of terror, his teeth were clenched as if trying to say something but could not do it and his eyes anxious and tearful pleading looked at us that we could not do anything powerless.

What we saw then ... honestly ...

(Here the patient had an attack of weeping and hysteria, but after a few minutes quieted and continued)

His face ... Oh God !, his face began to change ... a gruesome way ... his skull stretched up dropping the cap and giving an aberrant form to his head, his eyes also stretched upward and achinaron, but only at the ends as in the area near the bridge of the nose did not move, but worst of all was his mouth ... jaw reached down and his teeth grew in a grotesque way, only the tusks protruding fifteen centimeters. Now the song was tall, almost deafening, in language that, despite my limited knowledge of languages'm sure no one had heard.

And the hideous creature, squeezing the captain against his body stabbed violently long teeth into his neck, I could almost hear the collar bones broken and rotting wood, I think I drank his blood, but he did voracious and wildly like a hungry beast . The infamous chorus climaxed with a raised their hands to the sky, to the moon ... thunder that shone right in the zenith.

Then the creature lifted his head and eyes on the moon cried out from beyond the grave and satisfaction that echoed through the valley ... and released the body of the captain who fell lifeless on the fire. The group uttered aloud.

Panic seized me, my legs buckled and fell to my knees, the ominous feeling that he had hours before was true, these monsters had been playing us cat and leading us inevitably mouse to this place to serve as victims in their macabre rites.

I put my hands to my head and squeezed tightly. For heaven's sake, where was I ?, where I had brought the fate ?, What was this forest hellish place where demons roamed free as lords and masters feeding on the blood and lives of humans?

A thought ... - Mario - opened my eyes again and the group had started the song again, the creature had taken human form again and returned to his post; in its place he was now one of the men and Mario coming toward him helplessly.

No ... it could not happen again again therefore, I pounced on him trying to keep him but an invisible force threw me into the air backwards, I do not understand how, but I was certain it was the work of the man who had stayed staring.

Mario stopped, I think I was working hard and using all his strength and managed to mumble mumble ...

- Run! - And suddenly he turned his head forward and began to rise toward the man who was already waiting hovering over the fire.

I hope you can understand, let me hurt Mario, but ... I could not do anything for him and really did not want to witness ... So I threw myself into the race.

I did not go down the hill by the same route of ascent but on the side at which the current of the stream was headed, there were trees again, in fact in this part of the forest was more tangled, the moon was hidden momentarily by a cloud so I walked almost blindly, guided only by the most basic survival instinct; ... rather galloping ran through the thick foliage and I could not help it ... I saw the cliff and get slipped downhill, I tried to cling to leaves and branches during the fall but it was useless.

No regard was unconscious but I'm sure they had spent several hours because there was no moon and the sky turned a blue indigo, awoke semi-submerged in the rocky stream bed, had all the aching body and hurt terribly arm Right, it was probably a fracture.

I stood up and walked with difficulty, I tried not to think about what had happened and I just focused on walking, but could not, the macabre laughter rang cold and evil in my head.

Suddenly I realized I was wrong, laughter was not in my head, a few meters from me and perched on a branch, staring creature was watching me. Scared tried back but the creature, quick as lightning stood in front of me, then my body stopped and froze answer, just my mind continued lucid ... and I started feeling very light, we rise and stopped; the creature began their horrible transformation, closed my eyes, no way out, just wait for the inevitable but my mind was only an image, the photograph of my pocket ... Luisa, my beloved Luisa never see you again ... ... will not return to brighten my your heart smile angel ... my ... my love ... Luisa

And I fell ... with a dry and dull to wade in the water hit, I could move again and I thought I saw the creature writhing in pain ... his hand ... something had burned ... something almost negligible ... the first ray of sunshine that gave by It finished that awful night as divine light filtered through the trees and hit the hand. The creature looked at me with a fierce hatred and swiftly fled into the bush. Then the sun bathed me with its reviving, and energetic celestial light, I closed my eyes to feel the heat through my body.

I sat up, I sensed that the creatures would return in the evening, so I walked away down stream following the course of the clear stream ...

My experience with Veronica

Hello, this story is real, if not the paresca not read it ... but it's real. It all started one rainy night, when I was talking to a friend on Facebook and told me about one such Veronica. If you said 9 times its name to the mirror, he would appear. But I told him I was just a ball around the stories they tell.

Then send us messages, I decided to disconnect, to test if it was true what he said. I turned off all the lights in my house, I turned nine candles, I stood in front of the mirror ... I looked at my reflection ... and ... slowly repeated 9 times "Veronica".

I was too afraid to continue counting and saying the name. But a voice inside me told me not to, but followed by another told me that I tried ... I tried, suddenly the lights of my house were lit and extinguished ...

I tried to leave the bathroom, but it was impossible. The door was locked from the inside. I did not understand. The lights were still blinking, I had a fear inside you can not imagine

They went out ... until I whispered at last ...!

A voice said, "This is not over yet"

I heart stopped. Suddenly a dark figure in a white dress appeared in front of the mirror ... my face would expect ... I was looking at him with a paralyzing gaze. It was creepy. He could not utter a single letter, the door opened by itself ...

I ran to my room, I stood there, waiting for my trauma is over.

Since then, I never turn off the bathroom light at night I always ask my sister to do so.

Do not say "Veronica" 9 times in front of the mirror in the dark or night ... or suffer the consequences!

A real monster

We are located in a house on the outskirts of the city, with a quiet and peaceful environment.

There a childless couple living as an ordinary family was. A husband named Luis night work, and his wife, a housewife named Gabriela

But one day this environment would be affected ....

-¡¡¡¡HAAAAA !!!! - A great cry was heard from the kitchen. It was the cry of Gabriela.

-What's up? - Asked Luis something distressed.

But the woman kept screaming, lying in the sink because your kitten died with chest and guts out, like skin and flesh were a hideous mask, with broken legs, all bloody. It reached to receive a pained expression on his face even with the open mouth.

Easy, quiet, must have been an animal he says trying to calm her husband.

But Gabriela not stop screaming and tightly hugging her husband says I doubt whether an animal, then what kind of animal would do this without eating? -

Maybe when he arrived at night the animal was frightened and left the place, unable to eat the kitten says even stroking and soothing.

The wife nods even fear, believing his words but inside not think at all has been an animal. But he calms a bit and asks you to please clean it. Luis does gladly saying forget about today and soon will buy a new kitten. So he passed the day and night ... And in the morning ...

-¡AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH! Again he turned to hear the cry of the woman, but this time with more intensity.

Luis floor again to see what was happening and Gabriela now, seeing her husband came running to hug him, he wanted to feel safe in his arms, knowing that this time would take seriously what was happening.

-Luis, Please, call the police! I have a bad feeling about this.-

But now on the table of the room, a completely gutted mouse, completely turned his head, his legs and tail had been torn apparently it was a bite.

-Love, Calm, remember that live out of town and near a forest, so he will not miss the animal entering in search of food. - Says a husband with a smile, keeping the calm and serenity.

But look as is! - Exclaims Gabriela. -¡¿De Really think that an animal did this ?! You must be a murderer who is bullying us, or worse! A monster that wants to devour! says distraught and teary eyes.

-¿Monstruos? Pfff! Luis exclaims. You are large-and to believe in that nonsense and I said, calm down now! The weekend put traps to catch whatever is entrando- hugging husband leaves his wife and begins to clean up the shattered corpse. However, Gabriela wants not stay with insecurity, so while you sleep Luis, Gabriela installs some cameras in the house they had saved. Before going to sleep, close all windows and let the cameras recording.

The next morning, Gabriela encienderápidamente computer to check what the cameras recorded the night before because he is afraid of being something extraño.Siguió reviewing, until he sees something unusual. At about five o'clock we see a man entering the house with an animal at hand. Gabriela scared immediately feel like your heart is racing, then enter through the main entrance. It's not only a sadist! Otherwise who you know also pick locks. Gabriela could not believe it. She was right! A man was texting death. The moment you pull out your phone, Gabriela is hit hard with something in the head, knocking her unconscious.

When Gabriela awake, he was in the basement tied to a chair.

The woman does not know how long there, or that he had been Luis, across his heart to think that something bad had happened to his faithful and beloved husband.

Perhaps only useless perolo could do would -¡¡¡LUUIIIS AYUDAAA is desperately screaming !!!

Scream after scream was heard in the basement, he rumbled in the damp walls, but received no response.

The tears came from his face. His heart beat with a force as sweat ran down her forehead and killed her anguish inside, since fear had seized it completely, but what he heard immediately paralyzed the soul. A voice from the darkness replied Louis Your not vendrá-

What have you done - says the woman with a fear caught in her throat, barely allowed to speak.

'There Gabriela! When will you stop being so naive? -

Hypocritical laughter and steps to approach Gabriela murderer was heard.

-Please! Do not do anything! We have not gotten to you! Says he is crying and begging for his life

You know ... Maybe the real monsters are not ugly, disgusting and frightening for outside-

At that moment the dim light illuminates, showing his true identity - the real monsters are ordinary people who do what few dare to do! -

Gabriela could not believe it was Luis!

-Luis?! Why? .... Why? you ... - Stunned he can only watch her true husband 'Please do not do anything !, I will not tell anyone who kills animals or anything like that ... Please do not hurt me! He says pleading with a piercing whine.

Shhh, relax love.- says Luis quietly stroking his terrified face esposa.-Why me supplications, when this is all your fault - says Luis with a look and a killer smile.

-¡Luís, Please - Follow Gabriela crying.

'You see ... some time left to excite every time I had sex with you was just a simple boring game, so they became over time. So I had to find a way to accommodate my needs And look what I found! The hearing screams comprise me you have no idea, oh if you saw how I prendías in the morning to hear you scream ... !. It was an indescribable pleasure. But you had to throw your damn aperder with paranoia!

'If you want gritare for you! And I will not say anything to anyone ... But please do not hurt me! No longer mourn and feel the real horror.

Ho love ... I know you will not do - says her smiling husband.

Husband immediately insert a knife on his wife's stomach and begins pulling up to where the chest open allows, the woman screams and cries of pain.

-¡Siii !. Shout beloved, excítame as you did before - says Luis with a sadistic pleasure and full face. After disengages the knife sticking their hands into the wound opened allowing the intestines to go to leave a large pool of blood on the floor.

The woman shocked to see his own guts lying on the floor, added by the great pain, screaming so much that the neighbors heard. Luis then puts his hand to where your heart and grabbing fist, put your other hand with the knife, slashed out of the latent wife who had been his heart these years.

-Sweet Dreams Love-

The next day the police came to the scene found the woman dead in the basement. Without finding any trace of Luis.

To date Luis remains wanted by police, but the question is not where it will be, if not ... How loud you scream?

Look reflection

At that time it was a disaster inside and out, had not slept for at least two days, nor had showered me wearing the same black clothing that sad funeral, was not sad because he had died was my wife was sad because I was the only one present. I felt alone and wandered down a busy street of my city, I say wandered because I knew where I was going or what he wanted, without realizing that I got that damn park park where I saw for the first time.

The park had a small pond in the middle and when I met had gone jogging that morning, was very tired and I stood by the lake for a little rest when a voice behind me said to me, look at the reflection ... perhaps this man reflection looks tired, immediately I saw the reflection in the water was a beautiful woman behind me stop looking at me with a big smile on his face.

From that day my life changed saw every morning was the woman of my life, I did not take long for us to give the big step, I fell in love with her from her rare form of being his strange way of calm when trouble me exceeded; always I took me to the same lake and say, look at the reflection ... perhaps this man is defeated.

Everything seemed a soap opera but things changed when she became pregnant was a high-risk pregnancy and I had just lost my job our situation was really bad, at 6 months of pregnancy the morning of Friday October 13 my wife got up with pain in the belly, the baby was missing and I had just taken a sleeping pill one hour before and not heard and felt not then died beside me when I woke up I was horrified blood was spilled all over the room.

It was the worst thing that had happened to me before, but as he watched the reflection but it really was not looking just lost me at infinity of the lake, a sweet female voice behind me said to me in a whisper: look at the reflection ... and a voice a gentle voice, almost like a child said next: perhaps the man of reflection is a murderer ... Turn immediately but no one but the voice kept repeating the same, so I ran like crazy and just cried not I am an assasin.

I ran to my house I shower and set fire to the room as all the room I was completely burnt in, I thought the fire would end the bloodstains from the floor, but instead you now have the shape of a woman embracing a baby, I was going crazy, I remembered the first time since I was 13, something from my childhood when my mother was killed in our house with my little sister, but then another series of images projected on my memory I could not believe all became clear they never really take the sleeping pill was all a game of my mind had been. I had murdered my wife. Stabbed her with a pen and and remove my son from her womb, I left dying on the floor of the room as I did with my mother and my little sister when I was 13 ...

The underworld of Mary

I'm Claudia, I am an orphan, I live in the orphanage director called Cecilia, his daughter died at 6 years old today 8 was one of her best friends, whenever I remember this, I imagine Mary in her room between where she had died and suddenly the floor and sucks it falls to a secret place I like to call "The underworld of Mary". Mary was very sadistic her to satanic rituals I told him to stop, I was when he disappeared, apparently she did a ritual now wants to kill everyone she communicated me with the blood of a child who fell (it was another My best friends). When detectives arrived they asked:

What happened? Curious said

Only that to rituals and soil sucked-answered as I looked frightened.

Wait ... what ... I repítemelo? He said confused and terrified (he showed in his eyes)

-¡Ella Was my best friend! ... Made a ritual to kill everyone, I told him to stop, and had to pay with his life ... now she is looking for souls ... the worst thing is we do not know where his body I said as he ran a river of tears down my face, while looking at me with pity, I decided on myself find your body and free your soul.

To begin Paul needs help to save and Ignacio María, Pablo encourage and help us save and Ignacio to communicate with spirits. In the orphanage there are 6 rooms, 2 children, 2 girls, 1 and one of Maria Cecilia, 2 bathrooms, 1 playroom, 1 basement and indoor pool, the whole field, an abandoned factory and a river.

-¡Vaya Have much to look, 'said Pablo exhausted

-I have an idea! Seek in his room said Ignacio excited

Okay, are sure to do this, I do not think they gonna like I replied while nodding

When we opened the door and Ignacio scared, you get white eyes and tells us:

- HELLO CLAUDIA missed you, look up he said with the voice of Mary but more serious, Ignacio returned to normal between 3 and look up and say: NEVER FIND ME

Written with fresh blood of the same child who was my friend. In the center of the room there was a secret door that leads to the river.

Maybe your body is in the background but his soul ... Ignacio can not find her? I said with hope

Come best first river but we have to repeat the ritual to return to life, but we need ...

Yeah, yeah whatever but it quick-I interrupted provided that advance

Apparently the river was polluted by the factory, the river is more than 1 km, but look and found what was really weird dead flowers, as if anyone knew where he was and who he was. The body was rotten, wet, wormy, was reached to feel the bones in her back and said they found me

Seeing the body Ignacio realized something, discovered another element but did not tell us and I saw him cry remembered the last words he said: "THEN YOU NEED" I never understood what it meant. On the night we met in the playroom there we decided to look first, the next day we would look at all the interior and then exterior,

-THE, LA ... LA, LA, LA, LA, LA, LA, LA, LA, LA, LA-when we hear the song began to move some toys and we all shuddered in terror.

-What Was that? -! Ignacio said while hiding in my arm

Better, let's go and continue tomorrow, but we must first return the body

Again the next day we went for the body, dragged and left it in the middle of his room while I was still crying and remembering how it happened.

The next day we looked inside the orphanage:

In the rooms of children (none)

The Principal (not only sad memories)

Maria's room (nothing)

The playroom (rare and broken toys anything alone)

Indoor pool (the only place where we believe this)

Upon arriving at the pool when a week I remembered my other best friend died in his back and said just: RUN THE RITUAL

Every time we communicate more afraid but I have more hope. Ignacio made a ritual but needed us at 3 to recognize the spirits, but nothing. We returned to the same, but now still looking outside:

In the abandoned factory (nothing but discovered a rotten smell and chemical spills that reached the river)

The River (pollution only)

Field (nothing, pure dead livestock)

-Only Old tree is left, the grave and the basement, look for tomorrow, hopefully I said nobody dies as always with fear and hope.

Ignacio and the next day I went by Paul, Paul apparently was already awake, looking at the old tree, he went, but it was too late another dead, another message: They are already close

He hung alone, he knew he could not more, this search was futile, never find said as he lowered his head

Let's find the grave, I do not care what you think I only want to save! I replied with more fear and chills but with less hope. Upon arriving at the tomb had dead flowers, toys, photographs and principal crying. I looked with pity as she said it's my fault so I'm just an orphan, many people wanted to adopt me, but the director does not allow them. In the grave look with pity director while I mourned her death Mary, but there was nothing again, only the spirit of her real mother.

I think he wants revenge for not knowing their parents.

Could be ... but now we go to the basement-answered while running and opened the door to the basement, and a bottle in my hand where would the spirit. Ignacio was by lanterns and snacks, when I opened the door walked with lighted lanterns, had shed blood of animals (at least I want to believe), guns and knives to kill animals, suddenly some cries were heard, it was Mary, the catch with flask. On reaching his room put the bottle next to his bony hand grabbed her, but apparently the soul of someone close is needed.

-A Mary meant that she needed to revive her-told me nervous

- You sure scared that she answered Ignacio

But something went wrong vial where it was Mary was not closed.

- CLAUDIA mandale GREETINGS TO MY MOTHER IN ANOTHER FRIEND MUNDO.ADIOS said as I slaughtered, cut and wrote me a message on my back with my blood. I still remember the pain, the blood coming out, my cries for help, crying and mansaje "HELLO MOTHER VOLVI IS YOUR PAST AND adopted me NOW you will pay," and his face on his face, covered in blood, his evil smile and his eyes wide open and hambrientosde revenge, revenge has taken me all my life and friends.

I freaked

Mili my sister flower I were alone because my parents had gone to cazino they believed that we already had the age to stay alone sufisiente mom told me that avia meat in the refrigerator and sap I use the oven when I remembered that I was the alucinava be afraid Alusine the last time I pull up a doll thinking it was moving and broke what if I get scared I think I'm old enough to scare me, I told mili to wait a while for the food she said " Flower ok ".

I walked towards the refrigerator I open it and the meat was all bloody sucked grabbed the source of the meat with gloves grabbed the meat and put it on the meat platter I put my baked and mili call me crying I will part and I wonder what happens tell me anything, if you call me, no I did not call you, I confused go to the kitchen and the oven was open with a trail of blood from the meat goes to the abitacion my parents walked turn on the light and I see a man hunched eating meat looks at me with empty eyes and jump on my bloody meat on my drops and goes to the living room where my sister was watching TV.

I get up running and go to the living and meet Chuck mili on the floor all bloody and next to the tele see the man eating the heart of my sister grabbed a knife and I Clabo in pansa and hear mili saying flower you did to me I close my eyes and see the open underside of the dead man was lying dead mili was playing house with her confused and horrified Bears Teddy called the police and tell them that there was a strange man in my house the police come and see me and ask me what has happened to him tell the story and ask me how was your face I tell them as it was then realize that the man had died today I saw the casino.

inevitable

You keep running. Run while feeling the rain fall upon you as a small icy spears that pierce you to the bone.

You stop under one roof for breath and strive to see in the dark. All around is in shadow, but is momentarily illuminated by lightning and recognize that old alley that leads to the central streets. Everything you know, but you do not really understand how the series of events that led you there broke.

Your mind is heaped on that little figure, again and again ...

The sound of lightning takes you out of the trance. With nerves altered and ravaged by anxiety, you look around and you keep walking quietly, placing his hand on your side which has not ceased to hurt you ...

And bleeding. When turning a corner desembocas a avenida.Buscas presuradamente somewhere where you could hide. But nothing. Stepping puddles follow your career as quickly as possible towards the end of the dimly lit stable, while remember how it all began:

And arrive home after midnight, a little drunk and tired. Laboriously looking for your keys and then olles some moans from somewhere nearby, so turn around.

Miras, a few meters from you, a group of vandals having fun kicking a small bundle lying on the floor, between ragged, squirming while those fanatics follow all viciously kicking and cruelty ..., chuckling.

It's a helpless old lady being massacred. Without thinking you throw hand bar of your door and run to them in a hurry before the kill.

They are so busy finishing his matter even hear you approach, so you put yourself quietly behind one and you drop the bar with all your strength and this falls immediately in front you you, without giving you time to pounce next and you will sink into the nose. Olles only her moan, but I do not see it standing. Another front of you. Quickly you hit him in the forehead and falls along with a portion of the bar, which has been split in two.

Then hear a little chuckle, very gently gets you up close and to turn it you realize that it emanated from the inert lump that is on the floor. A chuckle that gets louder and louder while the small body is incorporated and as this happens, the thugs also stand with angry faces ...

Terrified by the scene, but alert, instinctively you begin to slowly walk backwards while trying to keep track of them, alternating his gaze to the old lady and back to them.

See how slowly rises still laughing, her face pale and wrinkled descubresu as wax, her small figure standing, stretching his hand towards you sticking out of his clothes only white and bony finger pointing you ... also the vast and reflecting the gloomy darkness occupying empty sockets where his eyes should be.

Lightning streaks across the sky announcing storm, and that instantly see clearly:

All dressed in black clothes, standing with seeing the same faces, pistols and unsheathing approaching while the old still laughing and pointing you with that long pale as he laughs, sound like the squawk of a bird of prey finger ...

You start running. Starts rain and another flash is heard nearby.

As you run, you hear it so close that you shivers throughout the body, you feel a pain in your side, but do not pay attention because you are almost on top and you can not afford to stop.

Cold strips while trying to make the decision to continue running in front of a hail of bullets, or stop and let your career and your life is over in a flash.

Instinctively run, the primary reflection that every living being has to preserve his life, but your legs do not give for more, keep running with the desire to reach not know where, but getting even die on the road and hear the bullets buzzing close your ears.

But suddenly, your body does not respond to your desires, no longer respond to anything and go headlong into an old door, and fall limp and begin to laugh at yourself for wanting to hold on to counteract your destination.

Have your pursuers arrived. You look the same face in every one of them, not to watch you, keep their guns and give way to the old.

You can not merge, but you do not need to see it because you know it's all over; this whole episode, this race to save your life, in vain, against time because your death has happened and delayed.

They show that the bars will hit you until death and the old begins to laugh your luck ... your rotten luck.

Resigned, you close your eyes and they start the carnage. Blow after blow you tear the skin, muscles and soul; and she is laughing louder.

Open your eyes and look through the door. Still it raining outside and you see yourself telling waved. Try to look in his eyes, but only find a couple of empty eyes that look at you and you hear sobbing sadly as he walks slowly ... crying his death.

No longer see anything. Your eyes are fixed on the last image seen alive and laughter old keeps ringing, mocking your limp body while others continue their work ... and will not rest until tear you apart with sticks.

lying

Jose was a very lively and friendly, despite never having met her parents boy, and who had disappeared since he was just a baby, he lives with his lovely Aunt Anna, who always loves him and cares for him. Jose is a fan of the movies and horror stories, he says he does not know why, but likes to feel that sense of fear and expectation of not knowing what is going to appear and make derrepente jump from his post, his favorite legend, It is a well known for its much you could meet anyone without realizing what friends and people from the village, about demons who only seek the soul of the people, but these were known to be great liars and deceivers, but one Once you reveal or discover, you disappear forever.

Jose had his group of friends, very funny guys teenagers, among them was his best friend and the girl of his dreams; Clarisa, a graceful sweet girl, and she always had a smile to give, she was an orphan, and really nobody knew where or who lived, of course all fans of horror, and sometimes met in the house and one of them to tell stories or just have fun.

Once they decided to go to the house of Miguel to spend the weekend because their parents were away, they took you need to have a special night, were Michael, Adrian and Jose, Clarisa would come somewhat delayed. Being already gathered decided to talk about their favorite legend, waiting for Clarissa, were in the upstairs room seated in a circle, when Miguel begins to tell a story, room noise is heard, Jose interrupts Miguel down to see, perhaps Clarisa already arrived, but Michael tells him: Stay here with Adrian and I under open

Jose Miguel Adrian notice that takes too long to return and Adrian decides to go down and see; Jose heard the piercing cry of Adrian and runs up the stairs to see what happens, only to see his friend Miguel was dead, but it was not normal, his face was gaunt as if he had extracted life; the soul, and not only that his neck was twisted so that her back seemed his chest ... .. Adrian was trembling and tells Jose that it could only be that something supernatural happened ... .in that knock on the door of the house so desperately afraid Jose decides to open and was Clarisa was agitated and frightened as if pursued, to see what happened to Miguel, the three men not to tell stories, and try to leave the house for help, only to see that the doors do not open.

Heard a noise up in the room, like something crawling and then hit the floor, with the heart beating at 1000 hiora decide to climb Clarisa comes first and falls to the ground to see that their names were written all over the walls and ceiling, with a message that read: "Their souls will be mine" 3 they felt a cold in his back, and felt they were not alone, derrepente Adrian is lifted into the air by an invisible force, Clarisa and Jose can only watch as the head Adrian rotates 180 degrees while shouting and then it crashed into the wall

In the confusion Clarisa Jose and separate, Jose manages to hide in the closet of another room, while listening to mourn Clarisa, perhaps hidden in the bathroom after a long silence, Jose remains hidden but worried about Clarisa, think out get it, but hear footsteps approaching the room where he is, it is slow but firm steps, could be Clarisa?

The footsteps stop at the door, Jose still in the closet, I could only see small spaces between that gave the cabinet door made of wood, in that, the door of the room is torn with violence and fired inside, Jose is petrified, knew he could not be Clarisa and he was the next, but this time he could finally see what had killed their friends, he enters a woman walking on all fours like crawl very slowly, long hair and white covering his face at that distance, had a gray and wrinkled skin, and panting like an animal.

Jose, felt that he really liked feeling, the feeling of fear and not knowing what could happen, only this time, did not like, she is directed in his walk toward the closet door, as if she already knew that Jose is there, Jose With tears in his eyes and an indescribable terror, unable to see the face of that being; was Clarisa, if she, who all this time he had lied and deceived him and his friends, only his face was not as good now had black and empty eyes as if there were nothing, and with an evil smile, opened the door closet, Jose understood what happened to their parents, their friends and what would happen to the ....

The next day, her aunt Ana, parents and others weeping disconsolate, seeing the destroyed house inside but no trace of any of the boys.