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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.

Confidence of a fright

No one believed me!

Nobody believed when he told them he did not sleep because of him, because no one else was listening.

"I hope, dear readers, that you judge with objective certainty, the most frightening episode that suffered in the flesh and in these brief and tormented lines, try to narrate that which I experienced"

At that time I was suffering from a serious sleep disorder, or as some say insomnia.

He tried in vain to sleep at normal hours, but only managed to go around in my bed; so I left my room, walked the darkened stairs to lead me into the living room and spent hours immersed in reading, trying to fall asleep.

Taking several months and unable to achieve my goal, it became my habit not be in bed before three o'clock it was time that I was accentuated a little tired.

I must say that it had not caused me any problems until one of those nights when the heavy rains began that August and, as usual, went into my bedroom and wait for sleep overcame me at any moment.

Everything seemed to peace and the daily silence, however, from a nearby alley ending at the home of all of you, I began to hear the sound of a pack of dogs howling plaintively. I could clearly hear all this time waking me an outline of fear, but the real fear is said to realize that they were serving opening to what is the reason for this bitter memory.

Suddenly all is silent dogs vanished into nothing, even the crickets wanted be present at that moment. As if he knew what went on.

"It's normal for you to think it's my invention, or attribute it to some disorder in my head, but no. How could I invent such a thing? How could they be so many nights of anguish caused by my mind?

You can judge this story may also have a bit of kindness and not be so hard on me ":

At that time, under the covers, I stand still and alert with good ears, trying to think of something else, but the silence so deep, so abnormal, urged me to pay any attention ...

A very deep and terribly mournful cry that seemed to come from nearby alley, the voice of a man complained of painful death, horrible death, endless death.

This made my skin crawl, my whole body trembled and I sink in until the bones which if it had been hit by a shock right there, in my bed.

"Ah !, but this, my gentle readers, was just the preamble to what looked like the beginning of their journey. His penance ":

One regret was accompanied by slow and clear sound of heavy chains were dragged slowly and wearily at every step. I could almost see it in my mind: I imagine trudging, carrying heavy and long chains, lamenting his death and pain, with a dismal and tormented expression, just as you would within any dead do not know what is.

"It is pure supposition, I know plenty, but they can not blame me for thinking the thought, because this idea has been with me all the time since it happened time, do not they may still believe that making this up or I'm crazy, right?"

Another scream: Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayyy, aaaaaaaaaayy !, this time a little closer than the first. After another closer, closer to my house, my bedroom, me. Cold sweat kept not slide down my back while praying desperately that he knew little prayer, and implored God that out!

It sounded so sad, so needy, so sincere that otherwise would go to their aid without thinking.

"Certainly the latter can remove them doubt that I'm crazy, crazy What would it aid of someone who complained so rampant and so creepy, right? A madman does not understand anything other than himself. Ah !, but in this case, recipients Gentiles, was an unavoidable exception ":

Fear did not stop to think if I was listening product of my imagination, or dream that finally came, but the heavy chains clinking on the floor at the time, left no room for doubt ... I heard. And seriously tried to pray, but I could not concentrate on doing, he would not let me.

For the distribution of alleys, one almost opposite each other forming a common terminus, knew that the "La Guacamaya" was the one that harbored fear, reason of my deepest fears in the teenage years; therefore also he knew that, on reaching the place where two lanes become one, the strings are left to perceive, silence and raged last lament, even longer and stronger than the previous ... after everything ended was heard.

"That was nearly half a month, and I mentioned who wanted to hear, but nobody believed it. The truth came to wonder if I really would not exacerbating some psychopathy or something; but after the night I was fortunate to not be alone, it changed my perspective.

If I was not mistaken by early September, as the rains ended August not to go, but it was already past. "

I was accompanied by my girlfriend, who accompanied me home to help my mother, since she did not want to leave the party to which we were invited, so I was sent to me.

Since leaving the house, we tried to shelter us both well and take shelter under the umbrella because rain had begun to fall few minutes ago it was becoming brunt.

We fast to the mouth of the alley, dimly lit by a lamp in the corner trying unsuccessfully to cover both sides of their mouths.

"It should mention to, pious confident that my girlfriend was quite skeptical regarding the facts presented by this server about the matter at hand person, but for better or worse, listening.

Rinse the above, let "

We walked several steps and the steep drop in Alameda, where the alley "La Guacamaya" parallel left us pretty close. Suddenly the wind picked up strongly in silence the sound of the rain, my companion stopped and said: - "This is very strange silence" - nodded and was about to clarify, and fearful that my dark stories would become his experience when without warning, we heard:

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay, aaaaaaaaaaay, aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyy!

We stared, she with surprise and anguish, with fearful eyes and see !, but did not say anything, just accelerate the pace and we squeezed more.

By that time began the slow drag of slow, heavy, tired and ... another scream chains.

She tried to say something, but he got stuck in my throat and I only saw a tear recorrerle cheek, so I hugged him stronger and more accelerated pace. We do not turn back by fear, but some time after the episode, both agreed that we had the feeling that not walked alone ...

And we got almost to the square of "The Carcamanes" and started to relax completely. A lantern lit from the front and we could see well our walk.

As I turned to the above square, with bluff front, the two saw a shadow passing in front of our feet and forced us to stop, we saw it move from side to side and we were cold print, because our shadows They not are projecting from the front, but behind.

"You that this could not be more frightening and, catapulted by a reflex, ran terrified Understand"

I took her hand, down to the corner that was the church of "The Company" with the former post. Immediately he appeared, out of nowhere, an unoccupied taxi that took away.

She, venting all wept. I, scared, just watched quietly, but secretly pleased when pulling away, the idea of ​​my night owl psychopathy.

As I said, it's been many yesterdays that event, but some things, which I have already told, are still fresh, because these events continued to suffer after many months already told.

"I could not get her to refresh me all memory and contribute in a good way not to let so much responsibility to my perdidiza memory, so this is the most complete argument that can convince them that is true of what you of just hearing ":

As a last clear memory of that night, I tell you looked at me, touched me, and I said: - "I hope and believe me. This is what I've been hearing all nights- ". He said nothing and talked all the way home, I even now it is difficult to draw a more complete explanation than this, but nothing. Although I know that she has more in mind that I ...

The horror of the Witch House

The old house breathes a subtle but pervasive smell of old evil ... evil. I feel as if life and challenged me to get inside where darkness reigns ... implacable and absolute lady, unknown horrors hiding willing to grab me.

The sky is dark and overcast, as if the moon, terrified, had gone into hiding in the shadows lurking behind the door that creaks and groans plaintively to the sway of a cold, mocking breeze.

I meet on the steps of the entrance, no human noise is perceived from her or from the thick woods nearby.

Fear dominates me completely and I tremble helplessly, I'm about to run ... but I resist with all the strength I can muster. I turn on the flashlight and take a step forward. The wind increased in fury and the door opens with a bang ... invites me to go into it.

I take another step roars and lightning illuminating for a second inside. In so brief space of time it seems to distinguish a figure standing in front of a fireplace in a re far wall. The flashlight is unable to maintain direct a beam of light, I tremble too.

Never before, as now, I felt so sorry for my atheism, I try to recite the few fragments of sentences I remember as a child I had been taught.

I force myself not to lose more time, and prayed to the sky, I go into the house.

Rooms without doors distinction plunged into total darkness to my left, step in front of them without daring to look inside. When I passed the third I hear the laughter of a baby behind me. I turn around quickly ... nothing. I could not have imagined it, was heard too sharp and real.

I keep walking and arrived before the fire. This cover of old ashes seem a strange way to resist the passage of wind and breeze. I feel observed and suffocated in the heaviness of the environment around me.

A loud crash startles me making my heart almost explode ... the inner wall of the chimney has fallen raising a cloud of dust. turn the flashlight into the opening and I reveal some stairs that descend into the darkness ... then ... I hear the cry of my sister calling me from the depths.

I can not give up atrás..ya there is not, I have to come down. Nobody believed me when I said what I saw. The baby is lifted into the air from his crib and floated up into the arms of a dark silhouette of a woman floating through the window, his arms loaded on my sister and headed down here. It was her. It was the witch.

I hear a lullaby and then a cruel laugh. It's time ... hyperventilate, cold sweat, I cry ... never mind. A smell of rot and death comes upstairs hole. I'm scared. Very much. Over which he had ever felt.

Terrified as I walk slowly, I stop and turn my head, I know I will not live out of this bottomless blackness. I dry my tears, gather what little strength I have left ... and I start to descend into darkness.

The damn game

It was morning and a family moved into a house and in that house went supernatural things as the family walked in, knew the house, and the children saw their rooms and the smallest girl who was 14 called Iris, was to see his room, and suddenly out of nowhere fell a game and she thought it was a normal game as all the game but it was not that game was cursed and began to play throw the dice and took 1 step grab a card and had to ask your desire and requested to take her room decorated as always wanted and went otherwise the devil will be found and killed and short parts and hung as decoration of the room and his mother yelled at him to come down to eat, and did not respond which it made it the weird because when she warned him and she always answered that already was or was not hungry and did not want but this time said nothing when his father under his room asked if the girl was with her and he said no, and asked did not know where he was and told him that if I was in her room unpacking his things and decorating and that the mother went to her daughter's room and saw parts of it hung on the wall like decoration and frightened, began to mourn and cry and they were with her and asked if that step and turned and got scared.

The next day they made their funeral and when the tribute just returned home and there was silence on the way into the house, and when all the older brother named John could not sleep went to bed because of what happened to her sister He went to the room of iris and the room she saw the game lying on the floor and throw the dice and took two steps grab a card and made a wish, and wish your sister back to life and was met but came the bad part of it and killed him brutally threw him into the river let drown and take it out of the river and tore his eyes and when Mom woke up in the morning was sure that her children were fine, but when he saw his eldest son It was not went looking everywhere in the house and went outside I look everywhere and found him dead near the torn eye laugh and cry and ran to the house and when everyone woke mom said her older brother She found him dead near the river without eyes and everyone cried and made the funeral and end and back home the twins are called fanny and Danixa told their parents in the room of his sister Iris was a game lying on the floor and the pieces were moved and the parents were thinking and when they arrived at the house ran to the living iris and caught the dice and gave it to Danixa and she threw and took three steps, grab a letter and made a wish that It was to know all the information of the games and will be fulfilled but nothing happened bad and Danixa said all the information about that game and parents and they understood and grabbed the game they returned to packaging and burned and began to mourn because I knew I was going to pass something bad to her daughter Danixa play the damn game and had dinner and everyone went to bed and Danixa also lay down and heard a strange noise from the living iris and went to the room and saw nothing but behind it was a ghost covered her mouth and took his soul, and the next day he made the funeral is over and when I returned home without making any noise and from that moment there was no laughter, no happiness.

The nights

ONE NIGHT

Once upon a time, a girl named Emma who lived in Paris with his parents and grandparents ...

A cold and rainy night she began reading a fantasy tale that caught much ... suddenly he realized that it was too late for this wakes up and went to his tired and sleeping room. When I entered his room, it was all completely dark, asleep she went straight to bed, and suddenly felt a strange presence behind her, frightened was covered up his head and tried to sleep ... at 04:00 am I heard screams in the kitchen and the noise, got up to see what happened there, under slowly and there was nothing, trembling ran off to bed when he suddenly fell on the stairs, he called his mother screaming, and quickly came down to see what passed by, he saw that Emma was lying on the stairs and took her to her room, put her to bed and wake up and wonder what was in the dark at that hour.

Emma-I just hear screaming in the kitchen and down

Mother-Cries ??? Impossible. This involves you read fairy tales, and invent things.

But mother Emma-invention is what happened ...

Mother-Now you go to sleep and 05:00 am and you awake here.

The angry mother retired so I tell him Emma

TWO NIGHT

The next day Emma wakes up and goes down to eat something in the kitchen was your mother and father.

The father says

Father-Emma Hello, I have come to talk to you.

Emma sits and asks "What have you to say to me?"

Father-I do not want you to stay up late reading if? I mean ... you have to go to bed early, your mother I said that yesterday were awake at 05:00 am ...

Emma-sorry father, will only be once.

Emma went for a walk and thought about what had happened last night at home, I was sure that something was in the house and had to find out ...

WING NIGHT ... she finished eating and I went fast to his room, to close windows and turn on the lights

Obviously she was very afraid

A while later decided to search the internet on entities and demons .., spent the night reading about it ..

At 12:00 pm up his father and tells him to go to sleep.

Emma tells him angry does not sleep.

The father says

Father-Emma do not ask if you had sleep will order you to go to sleep, and now I do case or you take out the computer, angry Emma sleeps, the two feel hours you touch the foot ... rises quickly to go to bathroom, but before you leave your room feel a sigh on her ear, she screams and goes to her parents' room screaming

"Dad, Mom," I'm afraid to sleep in my room I can sleep here please ..

The mother tells him not to be afraid of anything, since there are no such things ...

The angry father says "ENOUGH EMMA WAS ONLY A DREAM Now you go to your room, nothing will happen," Emma tube no choice and went to his room.

When he realizes that were seen 03: 00, Emma had read that this was the hour of demons ...

Two minutes feels people running on the roof and heard voices. I quickly grabbed his camera and began recording for the next day to show their parents.

When you hold the camera spends a gloomy picture in front of her, Emma still recording crying in his bed, but at four o'clock decides to sleep.

At 5 and a half feel that the pictures of the whole house fall

The mother woke up to see what was happening, and saw ALL YOUR SHOT TABLES AND BROKEN, mother did not understand what was happening and began to shout "earthquake" "earthquake"

RISING Emma's father, and says that there was no earthquake, which WAS ONLY AN EARTHQUAKE INSURANCE ..

Alas dawn and Emma 6:00 and went completely quiet

When the sun rose she slept soundly ...

When you close your eyes, open them and is in an isolated area with high humidity. See that was a path of rose petals and Emma decides to follow, when it reaches the end of the road enters a room ... where there was a lady looking at saying "I'm not crazy" window. When Emma asks "who you are" ... there was a minute of silence .. the lady head twisted and murderous respondéosla "* cries *

Emma suddenly opens his eyes, and it was only a dream ..

THREE NIGHT

The next day..

Emma got up and went to the kitchen and there was a note saying

"We were shopping, returning in a while Mama was Pope was alone, and that scared him so much, I hear the door rang, went to open it and there was nobody, just a book of demons and ghosts

Emma got up and was full of dust, clean and opened it, he began to read and was hours so ...

Alas 6:00 p.m. parents arrived and quickly put the book

At dinner Mom says "Emma ... you are very rare lately, something's wrong with you?" - Emma's responded very nervously, "I mother ... nothing happens, I only have insomnia" Father "That for taking so Cefee .." After a while Emma was going to his room. I had already downloaded the sun and a great storm was coming ...

Tired lies down and read the book I had found ...

Read aloud "Alas nights are never alone, there is always an entity with you .." She remembers what she had felt the previous night. And all agree with the book, Emma decides to go down and take a chest ... the latter heard loud mind lightning near his home, slowly rises to his room with his chest and read the book, as he enters his room were all their windows open, it was so cold. Quickly close the windows because it was raining hard, it stops taking your coffee and leave the cup on the floor, read the book, but at one point felt a sharp cry of a baby ... scared see the time and it was only 00: 30, crying was becoming stronger, I got up from the bed shaking and left her room, Emma wanted to know where he came crying bebe..cuando keep walking you feel that the noise coming from outside, but it was raining out very strong I did not care and continued walking, the minute the strong door closed, she turns and sees through her window was a looking woman, Emma running will wing door and can open, began to knock strong nobody down, because nobody listened had to go all the way to get to a window, but running will fall in the mud and feel the grip of the foot and lead to the backyard, Emma could get up and quickly wing window will once already in, he goes to his room running.

Emma crying wonders why this was happening to her.

The next day I did not leave her room all morning, she had not slept, but decided that that day had to know what was happening at home, Emma got up just to talk with her grandfather

Emma-Grandfather have to ask you something, these last 3 nights paranormal things are happening to me, if ... sounds crazy, but I spend, not if you think about it but I have to ask if anyone morio in this house, what happened in this home? Emma tells him crying "I can not take PLEASE" Grandfather-Emma I never thought this to happen, I tell you, 60 years ago I was just a kid who lived with my aunt "Anabella" she had a newborn baby, but to time I stop wanting wing baby, no longer fed him or honey, then decided to give myself to eat, my aunt was not right in the head as her husband had left her alone for the reason of having a baby when the girl only had one month she killed her, and shouted "your fault, your fault I am a killer", when you hear the screams I raise wing room of the baby, climbed wing room is now your room ... and saw that my aunt had killed her, Anabella saw me and said "shhh, I'll go to sleep," the second she stuck a knife in the heart ... I do not know what to do, was totally hard, I could not move, I started screaming and neighbors called wing police, when the police arrived I told them, and I thought, from that day heard cries of babies and saw my aunt everywhere asking "forgiveness" was scary ... when I spend a long time to stop give importance to the spirit, stop thinking about my cousin "sofia" and stop listening and viewing.

Emma does not have to give importance to these things, if you think about the noise all the time never will you stop listening, Do not tell this story to your mother just told my son, if your mother knows that she does not will want to live here anymore, and I do not want to be left alone with your grandmother, somo old and we can not be alone ... Emma understands.

I emma shocked, I say "WHAT? HOW TO SLEEP IN THE FOURTH who died a Baby?" LIVE AT THE SCENE OF THE CRIME, FORGIVENESS GRANDFATHER have to talk to my parents and NOT WANT TO LIVE HERE, IF WE WILL DO NOT stay here, NOSOTROS.POR coming with God and talk to my mother. Emma quickly told her mother everything

Mom-my god, I can not believe Emma stay calm today speak with your father, we will leave this house., Ala night work came his father and mother told the father who no longer live there, it had to go.

Father-Perdon love, you never told about this, that never would come to live here, we can not, where will we go?

Mother-I'm tired of this, I realize that our daughter SLEEPING ON THE PLACE A woman killed her own daughter?, And I believed him, Mira shall we go away we bought another house, and when we are in it will sell this Sergio ... Please tendros a new life, your daughter not cry, do not think about it ..

Father-If I think about my daughter all the time, well, be well .. but take my parents to live with us.

Happy mother Emma tells wing "THANK MAMA, only the last PLEASE ... Can I sleep with you today" Obviously the mother said yes.

NIGHT FOUR

"Watch your back"

That night Emma was completely quiet as I was sleeping with her parents, she was in the middle ..., at 03:00 feels a hand on his neck tightening strong Emma stopped breathing five seconds, quickly gets up and begins to mourn, parents get up and asked "what has happened Emma, ​​Emma" * screaming * Crying Emma says "I hanged," said the mother-OHPORDIOS-, Sergio did not turn out the light, go to bed and try to sleep.

NIGHT FOUR

"They ARE NOT ALONE"

The next day, they got up and prepared to go to a new home, the house was in the center of Paris that you really liked wing mother, when they come to see the house, I like it and decide to buy it, but recently you were to give the keys in a month, happily they returned home, Emma did not want to get into that house, but had to wait a whole month ...

Emma tells wing mother "Mama can not go to a hotel?" - Mother-emma No we can not be a month in a hotel, we also have to pay the new home, daughter sorry, you can not go home to sleep wing a friend? .- emma says "good mother will call dana, I will ask if you are at home," Emma will send a message, and her friend replied "emma forgiveness, I regret what happens to you but I'm not at home I will be in two days, and you you can get a whole month if? "Emma replied" Well Aguantare until you come, yes, a whole month, thanks, I love you "

Emma sensed that tonight was going to happen something terrible in the house. She decided enpacar all their things in boxes before it's dark, completely keep everything, and carried his bed wing room of their parents, the mother decides to close the room locked, as Emma would not have to go there more .After dinner everyone went to bed, Emma and very scared to bed and sleep very easy mind, at 02: 30, the light of all the house is cut, Emma wakes up and sees that the mother told the father "go down to put the light" very scared Emma goes with his mother and decided to wait on the stairs ... At the minute they hear the cries of pain of the father and the mother decides to go see, when suddenly wake grandparents and stay with her on the stairs, a candle grandfather, starts yelling "Get out of here Anabella, stop bothering my family" .. it feels right then I was next to him and says "this is my robert house." and the candle goes out, .Emma starts screaming and fainting Grandma, Grandpa went straight as was his wife, when suddenly takes Emma feet and dragged to the basement ...

Everything was completely dark when suddenly heard the baby crying returned, but listening right behind her, slowly looks after and had a baby, shaking the escaleres creeps up and start screaming "MAAAAAAAAAMÁ" on the spot hear a "Shhhhh ... the baby sleeps," Emma quickly runs up and it was all dark, looks around and very strongly the doors and windows were opened * noise * weeping wings stairs and Emma will not see their grandparents. ., went straight to the room of the parents, there was the father and grandmother, Emma asutada asks the father "Where's mom and grandpa?" - Father-Emma where you were, how good you're alright, When I went to put the light, I felt that golpiaron me against the wall, your mother came to help me and wing back room with your grandparents, but obviously your mother had to go find you and your grandfather was, you did not see? Emma-We the I saw, I have to go find them.

The father told her she did not move from there.

Emma: But we have to encotrarlos.

Father-Ire Myself Emma, ​​you stay with your grandmother, .ya come.

His grandmother was very scared and said "Emma hugged * see *" and stayed like that for a while.

Emma lagging far-GRANDMOTHER ... I have to go for them.

Grandma-NO., If you are going I'll stay alone, and I have much fear, waiting please.

Emma had no choice, they had to stay with her grandmother, when suddenly the light returned and calmed .., Alos minutes again, and Emma went straight to hug his mother

When his grandfather decides to seek the holy water and says "I'll throw water all over the house, this has to end today," he said Emma .The father would also go with him.

When they went down, robert says "there, in the kitchen is the holy water" Running water goes and grabs.

Hijo..tendremos to pray together, robert throwing holy water on each corner of the house feels strongly that someone yells, .At the moment he realized he was anabella.

They followed by pulling the water and praying, when they saw out the window as the sun was rising, .acabaron throwing water and felt a weight off was gone, were wing room and grandpa says "No longer all, now we we go to sleep "

The next day, Emma's mother was already keeping everything in boxes, furniture was gone.

Emma wake up and see what was going on and says "Mom, you do?, I thought it gave us keys in a month ..."

Mother-Si, but talk to the owner and can carry things, obviously recently in a month we go to live in the meantime we will wing my mother's house.

Before 17:00 PM there was nothing in the house, before going down to the basement and Emma finds a necklace, held up and leaves.

Mother-Emma and we'll come running up to auto.Emma climbs. He says "this is finished, I can now dormirJ"

Grandfather-Si, we can all sleep * sigh), and starts sergio .... * They left *

FIVE NIGHT

When they were in the hotel, everyone was so calm, so happy ... Emma says "The good thing is we left the house together"

Mother-Si, that your words are beautiful Emma, ​​.Well enough about this house, let's eat.

Before Emma looking down your netbook in his backpack when he sees the book he had found in the house .., he dropped the book, but it opened a page that said "Whatever happens, they are always with you." She laughs and throws the book wing trash.

ONE MONTH LATER…..

Family Alfin could be moved to downtown ..

After last night in the old house but they never went through a paranormal actvidad ...

Obviously they were very happy ...., The house was very nice and large.

Years passed, and Emma already had a home, and it was not a 13 year old girl, she was 20.

A wing is 03:00 lavanto night to go to the bathroom and looks in the mirror, she had neck collar which was found in the basement of the home of his grandfather, she touched the necklace slowly raises his head when viewed from the mirror "Anabella" is about Emma and tells her ear "this is mine" * takes out the necklace *

Emma fainted, and when he opened his eyes was in hospital, her friend had gone home Emma wing wing early morning and saw that he was faint lying on the bathroom floor, .then friend Emma told her wing "is not termino..ella will return ". Emma tube an angel watching over her all this time, Anabella's intentions were not good, but an angel estubo with her all the time, so Anabella was only for what belonged and left.

FINISH

"Whatever happens, they are always with you." "There's always an angel with you"

As there are "Demons" there are also "Angels" .. but remember that Gabriel was an Angel that ended up being a demon.

Sonata Quasi una Fantasía

It was late, I remember it well.

Nearly 1, possibly missing for 2 am, damn grandfather clock sounded relentless, not let me sleep, and between my fears, I felt every moment move under the bed.

Who ?, ask, because I really do not know.

Our house is on two floors, on the ground floor there is a huge black grand piano opposite the entrance, and was with him when I knew this story began.

As mentioned the pendulum clock sounded, and the remoteness of my room connected to the main hall opposite the entrance, clearly I heard the piano playing a melody that every night made me sleep.

Sonata Quasi una Fantasia, Moonlight Sonata, whatever you call it.

I heard that and I jumped quickly to see who was playing at that hour of the morning.

My room was left behind and the cold permeated my bones.

The piano seemed immense and its magnificence, felt like nothing produced such melodious composition.

The cold increased, my little sister, Teresa left his bedroom with the little bobo, bear dragged his hands. And he rubbed his eyes as if nothing asked:

- What, Dahn?

I looked petrified, obserando cruel shadow of death about to embrace.

- Spread - I shouted.

The melody still ringing between the walls of the house and vibrato ensordesedor pendulum clock thoughts corrupted me.

I ran without knowing why. Teresa was still on the second floor and shadow chasing me, the blackness was huge, seemed to encompass the house in its fullness, addressed my most sinister thoughts.

- What happens Dahn - asked my sister.

- Only veterinary told him I ran like crazy.

- But why?

After that, the door to my room slammed a gale lashed my sister, as if alive and cornered.

I thought a thousand things, what was happening, it was the most repeated inquicisión. The piano sounded demeaning, sad, provoked in me a strange desire.

Ran and cuano to look back and see nothing I stood next to the stairs leading to the second floor, he was ready to rise when having turned ran, I saw him there in front of me, a black hood that let me see only darkness.

He lunged at me, my fear was heard in a mighty shout while the piano went on and on.

The windows of the facade were congealed while in my attempt to safarme only managed to get the suit which was out.

The pendulum clock kept his damn hear my thoughts and that hateful tune, I wanted to scream ... to flee.

- Let me go - you gritaba- leave me alone!

My sister screamed and the huge window overlooking the rear land, where a bright moon was observed at that time, I saw Teresa was suspended in the air, a rope around his neck and the small yet silly in his arms.

A silhouette suspended with the right palm and left pointing downwards stunned me. His enormous penis snake and its ugly face predator, a lion. Their wings were spread, she was majestic and frightening.

His voice echoed in my mind.

- Leave me alone, leave me alone, leave me alone, leave me alone, will you ... - mumbled almost to the point of madness.

... Uzu Peace, Peace ... ... uzu. Uzu peace ... ...

The Quasi una Fantasia also retumaba sonata when I finally spoke his voice:

- You will die at my hands, Dahn, I have in my power until you die ... -

Figure rare hands and penis snake had disappeared. The beating of wings that chilled my blood and laughter that you entered the brain like the laughter of a hyena felt drove me crazy.

- Who the hell are you? - Ask a scream.

- I'm not them, I am he.

The King of the wind spirits, the carrier of pestilence, plagues, death ...

His laughter faded and finally was heard his sonata coda.

The next morning, Mom saw me lying beside the stairs covered in a beautiful black robe hung my sister was not part of his vision until he almost fell to the ground.

- Dahn - cried my mother dropping a llanto- what happened, Dahn?

- I'm not Dahn- told in two voices, one upside down and right.

- Than.

- Your son is mine now.

- What are you talking about, Dahn.

- I'm not Dahn.

- Who are you then?

- I'm told irguiendome- Pazuzu- King of the wind spirits.

In response, a plague of flies jumped out of my mouth and attacked mom, my sister succumbed to them and in less than nothing, both were only a rotten corpse between larbas.

After that I remember nothing ... except the clock that morning, he continued his pendulum.

The Wanderer, Part 2

Finally I realized that if I wanted to see my family, would have to escape from this cabin, and this demon that had taken me to be his victim, I was terrified, unable to move, but I closed my eyes, and said in voice high and against my captor a sentence that achieves remember, despite being away from the holy things from long ago ... .. to my surprise, when I opened my eyes, there was nobody in front of me, the demon was gone, but all It was dark and I could not see anything, but I knew that despite not seen him, he was there, just not as physically, try to run and open the door to escape, but it was locked.

A chill awful ran down my spine when I heard a roar like a beast embers near me, the cabin began to shake, objects were thrown at me in the dark, at this point, tears came out of my eyes, because they never had been so scared in my life, in my despair ran down some stairs leading up to somewhere in this devilish cabin, I knew that nothing would serve but had to find a way out.

I walked into a room, within which one could see the dim moonlight coming through the window, even so, I could see a symbol on the floor, a kind of staff, derrepente there was silence, the cabin stopped shaking, I was petrified, only the wind blowing out against the trees sounded ...... but ... ..escuche steps, slow first, up the stairs, heading toward me, then were accelerating.

No longer sounded like human footsteps, it was like listening horse hooves, I ran and shut the door of the room, then went to the window, ready to throw in order to escape from this hell, but when I looked out the window, between the forest trees, had shadows, silhouettes of many things that seemed people wearing black robes, but they were not, it was clear that I would not let go ... I .just could turn around to the door and kneel, it was my last, this it was something satanic, and this called "wandering" was nothing more than the devil himself.

I remembered that I had never believed much in these things, for me it was all just legends, but it was too late, hoof steps, finally had reached the door, even though it was dark, I could see through the space under the door that he was standing there about to come, I could only mourn and be motionless horror ... .in that ... I speak, a serious and creepy voice .. "Elias, I see that you know who I am, and have realized that it is useless you try to get out of here, I said I would know me in the worst way possible, but I also said I'd let you go "...... ..

I could not help but mourn and regret for not going with my family to church on Sundays when my dear wife invited me, if, now that he had failed in many things, but ... too late ... ... ..but .. where is it? I can no longer see anyone standing outside the room will already let me out ?, goes, look for the meet that? ... was to seize the moment and escape, I got up slowly from the ground, look out the window, and demons were not out in the woods.

I walked to the door, take the knob to open very slowly, but then, I felt a behind shadow of me, and I realized that was not outside the room, because he had already entered, I turned slowly, feeling the cold that ran again my column, and turn around, was a huge shadow, almost high ceiling of the room, never felt such horror in my life, but before he could say anything, I rise into the air without even touching me, and while suspended like floating, I saw bright eyes and sharp teeth that came to my chest, and then a chilling roar, I was bitten and thrown to the ground, the pain was enormous and the wound bled a lot, but before becoming unconscious and feel almost memory, heard the words that told me ....

"You can now withdraw Elias", my eyes closed and did not know because it happened more .......

The Wanderer, Part 1

My name is Elias, live in the countryside, with my beautiful family of my wife Claudia, and my two sons, John and Aurora, my dear twins as 8 years old. For these areas have always gotten stories, legends and all those things that people invent to generate conversation, as we are all very far from each other,

a house here, 3km from planting, and then the house nearest neighbor, nothing really ever happens here, it is an almost isolated from all people.

One night I came in my car, I hurry to get home and see my family for dinner,

It was autumn, so the landscape was full of leafless trees that looked more grim than usual, do not deny it, they made me a little nervous ... .and of course, when you least expect things happen, and one of my tires burst into the road, making me lose control of my car, to fall into a ditch, thank goodness nothing happened to me, but my car,

I do not take me home, and towing services never come tonight so cold and dark to rescue in this town that nobody wanted to come.

I started walking, somehow had to come to my house, but something was wrong, felt like a fright, not if they were such as dark trees or darkness of the night, or even the cold wind begins to blow, it was safe all together,

will be best to look where to stay until dawn.

Far achieve see through the branches of the trees a dim light coming from a small hut not remember having ever seen, and that I spent every day over there, finally, I went to her, not stand walking Only in this darkness,

and I did not like feeling as if something watch me.

Arriving touch the door, but no one came out, I looked out the window and saw no one inside, but came back to play and this time the door creaking of the old one that was this cabin, to enter opened, I felt a smell very strange, as if an animal had died inside it was a small place, almost no place to sit, but did not see anyone, I thought about leaving, but I think it would outside happen worse, derrepente I feel someone is behind me, I turn quickly and was there, the owner of the cottage, just saw, felt a cold sweat on my body, where I come ?, even hear it coming, I did not say anything, just stared at me, but his eyes was as happy as if I do him a favor, I told him what had happened to me and I just wanted to know if I left the night there, to go in the morning to see my family, I did not get any response, I just kept looking at me, I noticed a slight smile on his face, and I began to remember all kinds of urban legends, because as I said, I did not remember ever having seen this place ... ..bueno, sorry to bother you, I said , you better go away, but to address the door finally speak, to say, "Of course I can stay," I really, because I was not sure that was a good idea, but I decided to accept.

There was something that bothered me, I was getting nervous, out only the hum of the wind could be heard, and the rocking of those trees, but it looked like it was elsewhere, as if to enter this hut had gone to hell or to a where death is only breathed ...... my thoughts were interrupted by my host to ask my name .... Elias, I replied a little nervous, "Elias, excuse my little courtesy is never receive visits, and my manners are something rusty," he said, Do not worry I thank you receive me, what is your name ?, asked Knight me and told me something that left me cold: "I will not be descortez, but that is a question for which I have no answer, I have many names, people call me in many ways, all believe to know, but no one really me known, but I do know them all ...... and so you know Elias, to you, your wife Claudia, and his sons John and Aurora ... ..I am just a wandering ".

I could not believe what he had just told me, such as my family could know about ?, I thought of running out of that stinking hut and away as possible from this person, but ... I am sitting and my legs do not move, and my body, and this "wandering" is looking me straight in the eyes, his smile, but something is changing on his face, as if it were transformed into something evil, terrible smell of death grows, the wind increases, and night becomes darker, get out of here, I must get away ....

"No friend Elias worry, you may leave here, but for now, I've been waiting a long time for you, and is finally here, never believed in my existence, I am one of the oldest creatures that crawl for the land, and you Elias, you'll learn to believe in me, in the worst way imaginable "he said.

My heart began to beat out of my chest, while wandering the face of increasingly was changing to something I can not explain, and her smile, this time looked like the muzzle of a rabid dog, I only thought of my family, it seems you no longer see ...... volvere

Salamanca

In particular, I think there are many people who will say, not scary, it's a waste of time or certainly "What little imagination Yours" but it is certainly very different to read it, and believe it was just my imagination, live and have the guts to remember and recount, because a real experience, always stranger than fiction.

It was almost three in the afternoon when the sun hit us hard in the face and walk became more widespread among the stony hills of Salamanca, near Illapel, known rather as the "Land of the Witches".

We had gone through the palms of Cocalán made a few days ago, when he had played for a couple, (because I'm a musician), and this time, two members of my group, (both my cousins ​​besides), accompanied me on this journey.

I think I am fond of supernatural things, as surely many, but my hobby, led me to commit one of the craziest of all, one which certainly should never get involved.

As I mentioned, we walked on the stony hills of Salamanca, we were looking for by many call, "Cueva de Salamanca", where local witches gathered to celebrate their festivals, sorcerers who turned into birds arrived in flight with its rituals, songs and celebrations.

I had never seen anything, had never walked there, so going off the route, it would be quite risky, which is why we did nothing about it.

So we walked a couple of hours, with the water from the canteen that almost boiled for tea, tongue almost dragged along the ground and legs did not give more fatigue.

I remembered then that the local people had warned me:

- Do not look, son - said an elderly minutes before departure.

- Why? - I asked.

- By the cave of Salamanca you can not enter unless you are invited.

- Cast…?

- One of them told me, referring to a witch.

I just laughed.

- I'll find it, sir. That's just a local legend.

- Is legend until it is tangible.

When I remembered what he told me, just I smiled.

- What are you laughing at? - I asked my cousin Jairo singer of my group, giving me a tatequeto in the neck.

- Is that- 'I said, an old told me that we would not find the cave, if not Warlocks invited us here.

- What? - Asked incredulously Tell me you're huebiando me!

- Yes, I teased me Ojala.

- And then ... what do we do - asked Andrew, showgirl and also my cousin.

- I think it will be more convenient devolvernos- indicating the proposed route.

The eyes of the boys had an angry glow, plus the frowns and the clear lack of exercise three of us gave us the rage keep walking, but luckily for us, this would be lowered.

The route itself was long, and as we continue forward, never knew where it ended the dirt road we were going.

We watched in all directions, up the stony hills, forward the dirt road back was the arid flora and down the terrible slopes, long and implied a fall would be disastrous and would end in certain death with a broken neck.

We were so tired that we were shivering and the sun was slowly giving us his farewell giving way to total darkness.

I had no clue that we had walked so far. The trail was still in front of us and we walked with our flashlights high not only with the natural visual contribution and hid behind the hills covering Salamanca.

- What do we do? - He asked Jairus.

- No replied Andres know- what I'm going to take the short (urinate).

- Be careful not more, pitufo- alluded to his stature.

By separating some of us we noticed as a cry fell down a slope that was thankfully short. He had stumbled onto something and rolled downhill until an old trunk dry and spineless cactus stopped him on the way.

- Are you okay - asked.

- It hurts ... - it seems he complained that broke my rib.

- Ten quietly added trying to not lose mine.

I looked Jairo between what more could observe without hugged him.

- What are we gonna do? - I asked.

- Wait here, I said I go for help.

- What - I exclaimed frightened, not for the fact of being alone, but the fact of staying in the company of my cousin, and if he died?

- It's the only way, or that you go.

I did not think twice, between walking alone for the rest of route was not listening more than my steps or singing of the owls, or stay and reassure my cousin who is quite complained, he preferred a thousand times to hear incessant for your pain .

- I return to the shot-Jairo said letting go of him and gave me a kiss on the cheek to comfort me.

I felt his steps running in front of me and slowly were silenced.

When I heard nothing more, I shouted to my cousin:

- Andrew!

- Emilio - tone exclaimed dolido- hurts too!

No lie, I was scared, sometimes I thought it would be a good opportunity to look for signs of the cave, but leave my cousin voted, I did think, well, I'm afraid to walk alone, especially for a place that I know of.

Andrew continued with their complaints and Jairo had long since gone and not coming.

- What the fuck ?, if it was not so much what I said caminamos-.

An owl broke my thoughts.

- Shut up - I shouted, when out of nowhere the flapping grew louder, I felt a flock of birds and with the greatest speed of it all I got to the side of the trail to yell at Andrew and hear his voice.

Birds damn, I thought.

At times he dropped a few words to my cousin so we did not feel alone, because first of all, preferring to listen to their complaints and not the silence that had at that time, when darkness was immense and even the most miserable people light He descried.

- Tué - Killed - Killed - Killed - Killed - I Killed - heard so clear that the hair stood on end and I did not hit upon more than yelling at Andrew.

- Andrew ... TUE - I Killed - I said. What do I do!

- Shut huevón- told me in pain without signs do not say anything, waiting to leave.

For those who do not know about them, Tué - TEU are very unique birds, if you look on google, you will see that they have a unique human heads and little bodies poultry, well, they are the lords of Salamanca, the lords they should invite me to his cave.

Among my cousin fear, the excitement of the moment and so I tried to just keep quiet, though the bird was still singing and giving her more nervous I became.

Note that articulated the word with its beak (mouth actually). Hence its name. Tué name - Tue, comes word that issue to sing.

- Tué - Killed - Killed - Killed - Killed - I Killed - again felt the beating of wings.

- Go away for the shit - I snapped nobody wants you here old shit!

That I felt the voice of Jairus came.

- No - she exclaimed sorry, gentleman said you help us with my cousin !, I stuck the resentment down the road and found the route back help us again and give tea at home, we do what ud. We ask.

Andrew complained down, and it should be noted that most superstitious than I, but he chooses what he wants to believe, something like a scotoma, the mind sees what it wants to see, he believes what he wants to believe.

- Jairo dude, dumb shit, I will not make deals with that shits TUE - I Killed!

In less than five minutes, we see a slight light on the path, someone approached with the speed of a donkey loaded.

- Ehhhh - we yelled at an older gentleman who brought a Chon Chon his hand to light the path.

- Mijitos - we said what do you do around here seeing that is so dangerous?

I saw a man with brown face aged by the sun, and most cheerful smile super known but did not know where.

At first I thought it was Tue - Killed in human form, but then I realized it was not.

- Tué - Killed - Killed - I Killed - I Killed - felt again.

- Shut up shit - said the old man with funny air.

At first I had not noticed that brought one second ass after the first with a young man's about my age, tall, black hair and pale skin, fine lovely, dark eyes and a vest, and compared with the old man who was on poncho and chupalla.

- Go away with us as cabritos- invited us.

- Is that, you know ?, a cousin of us fell down the slope and do not know how sacarlo- Jairo said.

- Let's get him Chuta- added poh sir, I have a rope, it is the throw, which is the tie and threw it up.

So we were and told Andrew, we gave directions and did and obeyed every order, though it hurt the rib.

When he was up, I hopped on a firm ass that is not callera and not hurt him walking, because our luck, it could be said in his legs, but the pain, he claimed to be unbearable.

The pale but pretty boy off her ass and stood near Jairo, who at him felt a little strange. My cousin is nice too, and for a moment thought the boy was gay and had fallen in wave, but not, apparently, was something else.

Chon Chon lit sick, to be just an empty jar of mussels with a lit candle and a hole in front so that the light pointed the way.

Andrew slowly started to rise and sometimes laughed with us, except that while the boy started giving me a bad feeling.

Jairo was nervous, but hey, you had taken the burden of making the deal with the TEU - TEU. They say that when one hears must say: Tuesday today, Tuesday morning, Tuesday all week, not to listen to what they talk about, or simply being invited to tea, and the next day, arriving at its human form, that have the Salamancos. Anyway, the fact was that my cousin the weight of such treatment believed to have taken off, though not very well.

When we begin to see light, we went down a hill that overlooked a vacant land, there we split and the old man took a mountain path uphill again, but that did not cause us surprise because in the hills also were houses and for that route some of them came.

Andrew tried to walk, and to our surprise, the pain was gone.

- Loose shit Jairo- told the dude did you not venirte walking.

- No, he sputtered non Andres I swear I do not.

Anyway, the fact was that we arrived at the house and when we arrived, Carlos, our drummer challenged us as never to have gone so long, Danilo, the bassist said that if for him would not have become, indeed, the door was open if we wanted to go out again, (joking of course), but the fact of seeing the door open when we make sure we close left some strange gesture.

Jairo was quick to see if anyone was around the proximity to the inside or outside of the house where stayed that week and see no one closed the door.

- Pum, pum, pum, pum - barely heard the door was closed.

Each who was paralyzed body hairs, all without exception Jairo just managed to reopen it without fear, or at least pretending not to.

When you open I did not see anyone so turned away from the door.

We took a bath, (light separately is), and after that we went to bed, that if we did it in the same room, there were only two beds, a square and a half to Andrew and the two seats, sleeping Jairo and I though an unpleasant way because I was snoring and too many turns in the night because of his snoring.

- Tic, tic, tic felt in the window glass.

- What? - He asked Andrew also heard.

- Do not know- I said irguiéndome bed.

Again the same sound.

- What shit happens - asked Andrew.

- Spread the curtain poh sacowuea, there can perhaps truth told.

He did, but there was nothing, the most miserable creature or traces of something on the glass.

- Pam, pam, pam - at the door of the room and so badly this time, Jairo also stood on the bed.

- What's up?

The voices of other people in the group felt at home and the door of the room that kept ringing.

The bassist told us, and we thought it was a joke of them. We tried to get out but the door had been locked, and no more shout, Jairo knocked a kick.

- What wea - he asked Carlos, the baterista-, arming such a fuss the trio of friends.

Wilson, bald one that played guitar scolded us:

- Do you think we are ?, As for hueveo poh notice that not, kids, look, it's already three o'clock, you are tired, we are tired and we still have two marriages where playing this weekend. Stop your hueveo and let us sleep, Already ?, or I do them a dinujito?

- But Wilson - I said looking to fix things.

- Nada snapped.

At that moment, the door rang three times and a gruff manner.

We all watched in silence until Jairo was decided and opened carefully.

It was the boy who was with the old man who helped us when we seek the Cave of Salamanca. He entered with a lead poncho and straw chupalla.

- Past Jairo said.

- Hello- hello.

- Hello, wn scared us, we believed you were ...

- You invitó- said the young man invited me to take tea chupalla he said pulling the straw.

All of us were perplexed by this, we thought it was a game until the seriousness in the face of that young man showed us that it was not.

Surely they found throughout the text, perhaps not of fear, but it is real, and for grace to you and not to bore you, I will do it in two parts because the administrator must be working to publish all this expansion know that will not scare anyone.

Although for me, it remembers that it is a great torture and seeing that today,

Jairo no longer have my cousin.