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jdbs (59) 5 years ago

The old orphanage.

It was the custom of the boys to meet at night in the old orphanage, they said that in those buildings inhabited paranormal beings, they said that they could feel presences of the other world.
They gathered there just to prove courage, but to tell the truth they had never experienced anything supernatural.
Repeatedly, look in the temptation of the dead and spirits, but nothing happened in the old orphanage.
One day a new girl from the city joined the group of boys, a gothic girl who liked the history of terror and everything related to dead and apparitions, had contact with so many paranormal stories that wanted to be there, had never lived No terror, but I wanted to live a close experience with the spirits, so I wanted to prove that I was also brave, I was so eager to know the old building, that I spent the day imagining the orphanage, I imagined it terrifying, full of dead, ghosts, Hot as if she would be in hell, with fenced trees because in an Asian place there can be no life, she wanted to go to the orphanage and asked her new friends to take her.

The boys planned to go that same night with the new girl so they met at the orphanage, the girl took an ouija board, to make contacts with the spirits.
They arrived at the old orphanage girl was surprised that it was not horrible, it was not similar to everything I imagine.
Inside the orphanage he responded to play the ouija and called the spirits to make presence presence, in that a few steps were heard on the wooden floors and a voice that said hello ... All the boys shouted and ran less the new girl .
She had recognized her mother's voice, that when she didn't find her at home and knowing that she really wanted to know the orphanage, she went to look for her.
From that day on, she will be seen in the bravest girl in the city.

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xpilar (82) 5 years ago

thanks for the great story @jdbs

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anasuleidy (78) 5 years ago

Terror of your home.

You take my hand, I walk beside you with caution

I feel a certain fear, because I go to your parents' house

My hands are sweaty, my heart beats strong

When I reached the front of your house, a shiver ran through my body.

The darkness there was maximum, that place generated terror.

An older woman looked out the window, looking at me without expression.

I was afraid of her coldness, I didn't know if she was my mother-in-law or a dead woman watching

I'm afraid to enter that place so cold that you call home.

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xpilar (82) 5 years ago

thanks for the description / poem @anasuleidy

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p3d1 (72) 5 years ago

A country full of mystery....

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xpilar (82) 5 years ago

thank you so much @p3d1

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brismar (59) 5 years ago

Cuando la belleza se impone en una obra las palabras o sobran o faltan.
Sobran porque la presentación lo expresa todo, queda expuesto a la vista
de quien lo observa, y,o expresa su criterio, o lo internaliza.
Las palabras faltan porque cuando la obra es espectacular cualquier expresión
para dar el visto bueno queda corta.
Mi opinión particular sobren o falten palabras,resumo diciendo: la maestría
queda evidenciada. Felicitaciones.