Amalia is a woman over 50 years old, single and could never have children, a problem in your reproductive system, but has always liked children, has spent his life caring for his nephews and the children of her friends as a nanny. But on reaching a certain age and he went to work at an orphanage, to be near children.
She always wanted to adopt one, but unfortunately, there are many requirements to do that, and Amalia did not meet all of them, still do not give up hope of ever to fulfill her dream, and have a child at home.
One day back from the orphanage, he decided to take a shortcut, to get faster home, I take a path less traveled, but it seemed very safe, as he walked, he thought he saw something lying in the road, the distance seemed to be a kind of notebook, Amalia, raised him, the notebook seemed to be very old, and was somewhat neglected, appeared to have some lying there time, Amalia quickly realized that it was a notebook belonging to a child, as it was full of cartoons colorful, trees and people, Amalia thought that perhaps the owner might be some kid from the orphanage, so took him to his house, to ask the next day.
Upon arriving home, being alone as always, Amalia sat in his favorite chair, and began to read a book as she did every night, but after a while, put the book aside, and I was curious to examine the curious book he had found, lit his lamp and began to see him, to his surprise, the book had only drawings, there were no words, but if you had something that appeared to be date when the drawings were made, but not the days, were rather the years in which they were drawn.
The first drawing, had a zero date, in the top of the sheet, and it was a very large tree, with two people who observed and a snake that looks at them, it reminded the garden of Amelia Eden, this intrigued, and continuous review, as it progressed, so did the years in the pages, but the drawings were just trying to large horrors humanity, wars, genocides, also drawings of serial murderers, dismembered people, all the pictures, even though they were made by a child, showed the great evil that has existed in the world since it was created. Amalia was terrified, as was possible for a child to have all that in your mind, and so exactly, almost as if he had lived it, Amalia also realized that in each picture had a little watching all these events THROUGH the story, the boy was drawn smiling, as if all that made him happy, as if he had caused.
Advancing more in the notebook Amelia had the urge to stop seeing him, because it was too disturbing, but still continued, and began to show up, strange symbols, crosses, things of the spirit world, things did not look good, the child seemed to be some sort of Antichrist, or someone very evil, which has been always observing humanity, but more chilling was that as he approached the current time, aparecian drawings of the apocalypse, people suffering, demons walk among us and on a page, a drawing where millions of people kneeling on the ground were seen, and at the top, this child was being worshiped.
Amalia notebook shot down, because no longer bear to see all this, ran to his room and began to pray, very frightened, felt that someone or something was watching, I look out the window and saw a small figure that disappeared quickly, slowly Amalia approached the window facing the backyard, and in doing so saw with horror the silhouette of a very tall man with long, thin arms, but covered by a black robe, Amalia fell backward to the ground to see , thinking it was the worst I could see in your life, try to stand up and run out of the house, but then all the lights went out, leaving everything dark, but also in that moment of horror to Amelia , I heard someone or something, knocked on his door.
Amelia stood trembling, took his flashlight and walked slowly to the door to see who was looking, slowly opened the door and froze, seeing the silhouette of a man who was in the backyard, I was just a little off, but small steps made her stop and look at the man looking down there in the driveway, with all the darkness of the night, a little boy stared at her, smiling and macabre, he said in a small voice:
Lady Amelia, please, give me back my notebook? ... Is that my father is waiting for me!