Suspense Weekend (The Crying Child's Picture)

Fuente: https://www.paraloscuriosos.com/a3197/si-tienes-este-cuadro-tiralo-de-lo-contrario

Dear friends of steemit, I want to thank you for your presence and company, before beginning the legend. I want to share a little history. Bruno Amadio is an Italian artist well known for his works of crying children, during his career as an artist he came to paint 27 pictures of children crying.

His paintings became very famous, that made many people have some copies of his works, popular beliefs were responsible for spreading a legend, where they claimed that his success was due to an agreement of the artist with the devil.

It was very common to hear that his works were instruments of the pact with the devil, even came to say that the artist raped the children, so the tears of his works seemed very real.

Others talk about the first painting, the original painting, claim that it was in an orphanage that caught fire and it was the painting, the only one that came out unscathed from the flames, say that the spirit of a child died in the fire was trapped in the Painting, those people who had the painting, their houses burned down.

Long ago in a distant city live a wealthy man named Juan, a man with a good economic pass, very interested and knowledgeable of fine art.

During World War II, German officers and soldiers sacked the museums and mansions of people from high society, at the end of the war these valuable pieces were left in the hands of these soldiers.

These paintings could not be marketed, either in salons or in art exhibitions, this encouraged the parallel sale in the black markets of works of art.

Juan knew this situation, he did not hesitate to attend these markets to buy some works for his collection, which by the way paid much less than half his commercial value, this money difference, so that he could buy at an economic price and sell it At a very convenient price, making a juicy profit.

His great knowledge of art and his contacts with very wealthy people made art a big business, bought and sold the works on the same day of his purchase, on many occasions he had already sold the work, without having previously bought them, by his hands Many works were spent, in some cases kept for his private collection.

That was how one day he found a magnificent picture, he fell in love with the piece as soon as he saw it, on the canvas of the work you could see a child crying with a magical realism, the image betrayed a great suffering, just looking at you was contagious Enormous sadness.

Juan hardly saw the work, he knew that this copy should be his for his personal collection, but he could not show much interest to negotiate a good price.

John a skilled trader began the negotiation.

How much is this painting worth?

Juan You know about works, you know that belongs to the most expensive, but as it is about you I leave it in 100 Francs. I answer the black market trader.

100 francs ?! How dare you ask for that money? This is not a known artist, Juan said in an angry tone.

It was true the canvas had the signature of Bruno Amadio, a little known artist. Juan knew art well knew that this work would become very expensive

Please do not take me for a beginner! I give you 50 Francs, which is what counts! Do not force me to never come again!

Excuse me, Juan, I'll get it ready, said the seller, accepting the price, you could not afford to lose a customer like Juan.

Juan retreated very happily from the place with the picture under his arm, the salesman wrapped carefully with papers to prevent the beautiful work from being seen.

This curious work captured Juan's maximum attention, his realistic tears had caused a great sadness in the collector, for this picture had thought the best place in his home.

This work turned out to be very special for Juan, to the point of not wanting to share with the eyes of other people, for this reason I place it within the intimacy of his bedroom, located carefully in the best place of his room, right in front of his bed , Finished hanging the work and leaned to contemplate its beauty, I call so much your attention that decided to find out everything that could of this work and that of his artist.

As always he was interested in a work, he went to the city library to find out all the information of interest, his intuition told him that it was a very expensive work.

When night came, Juan went to his bedroom, and lay down to watch the play, the expression of his face and realist tears made Juan think, tried to imagine in what situation the child was when the work was portrayed, Which caused the child to cry with such anguish, serious hunger, bad grades, punishment, the death of a brother or his parents.

The expressions of the child and crying conveyed discontent, sadness, even fear, perhaps it was an orphan child product of war.

Juan could not help feeling sorry for the child, looked thoughtful and reflective the picture, little by little his eyes began to close with exhaustion, but the image kept him restless, could not sleep as he was accustomed, midnight entered a cry As a child he woke him up, in the darkness of the night he could not see, but without a doubt the cries came from the picture.

He turned on the candlelight and went to the painting, could see tears coming from the child's eyes that ran down his cheeks, even on the floor was a small puddle of water from his tears, this made a lot of impression on Juan, I stare and observe that the child's eyes had small movements.

This caused a great scare to Juan, almost fell to the ground, invaded by fear sat at the foot of the bed, his body shivered with fear, looked at the picture and saw the child's eyes staring at them fixedly, the countenance of the face Step of sad has angered, blue eyes changed to red fire, from the picture came huge flames that began to completely ignite the room.

Juan jumped out of bed and woke up very startled, everything was a dream, when looking at the picture there was nothing strange, everything was normal, tried to sleep again but it was impossible, got up to go to the kitchen to drink a Little water, passing in front of the table somewhat moist his wool socks, looked down and saw a small puddle of water under the picture.

Juan had never been afraid, I tried to find a rational explanation for the puddle of water, a leak, a broken water spout, but this did not make sense, since it was not raining and there was not a water spout, To check that behind the canvas the wall was not wet, found nothing out of place, everything seemed to be fine, needless to say that Juan could not sleep all night, occasionally looked at the painting and crossed with The child's penetrating glances.

With one eye closed and another open he received the dawn, decided to eat breakfast early and leave in search of information of the artist, the day before could not find anything in the library art books, so he had to turn to a friend collector Like him.

His friend welcomed him with great joy, long since they had seen, since the last time the business of a sale did not turn out, apparently a countess who presented his friend to Juan did not buy a valuable picture.

What can I do for you, dear friend? Said the collector friend

I need information from this artist! I answer Juan, after passing a paper with the name of the artist.

The friend took the paper and read, seconds later I answer, okay, this is my friend Bruno Amadio.

What do you want to know? And What do I get if I give you this information?

Let's say I forget the loss of time for that picture that I never bought the countess and we are at hand. I answer Juan.

Nooooo! This information is very valuable, I am thinking about 30% of the sale of the painting, said the friend collector.

The reasonable is 20%

It's okay to accept a 25%, forget about the Countess and you have the information you have come to seek, said the skilled friend.

This number turned out to be a good deal for John who gladly accepted.

Take a seat dear friend, there is a lot of information you should know, said the collector.

Bruno Amadio, born in Italy, is a repudiated fascist, fled his country at the end of the war, we shared some drinks in a tavern, he was so drunk that he did not stop saying things without senses, he talks about his pact with the devil and Of large sums of money

Soon I learned that his works became very popular and were worth a fortune, even managed to sell several of his works to a duchess, but you know that the drink does not lead to anything good and could not enjoy his fortune and hence I did not know Nothing more of it.

Juan listened with enthusiasm to the story of his friend, he suddenly asked, "Are not some of the Countess's paintings to be bought?" Is it risky to sell the painting?

Do not worry about it! Said his friend, beginning his story.

Bruno Amadio painted 27 pictures of children crying, but none with the realism of the first, the 26 pictures are known, but not as much as the first, they can be sold very easy, but I have the slight intuition that the picture you have is The first!

That face that you are putting, I put it to see the picture for the first time, that painting is beautiful! It seems that the child really cries, said the collector.

If true! I answer Juan, although I find it hard to get rid of him.

If I understand you, but believe me if I tell you, when we sell it to the duchess you will have 100,000 reasons to sell it!

Juan narrowed the hand of his friend sealing the society of the sale, the next day they would leave for the mansion of the duchess, the information he had found exceeded his expectations, the money he was going to win was abysmal, he felt sorry and shivered at You see it by the picture of the child.

On the way to his house, Juan decided to celebrate the excellent news, entered a cavern and ordered dinner and a few balls of beer, finished dinner continuous journey towards his home, when he arrived at his house went directly to his bedroom, When I enter, I observe the painting lying on the floor, I take it with his hands and verify that nothing has happened to the picture of the fall, to ensure I place the painting on a wooden chair.

He undressed and lay down on his bed, suddenly he hears a noise, lights a candle light and finds the painting lying on the floor again, took it again with his hands and checked that nothing has happened to the painting, but was in Perfect condition, now hanged on the wall where it dawned the night before, it cost again, before I turn off the candle, leaving the room totally dark, because of the fatigue of not having slept the night before, fell asleep deeply.

At midnight, just like the night before, he was woken by a cry from a child, again he lit the candle, and again he noticed that tears were streaming down his cheeks from the boy's eyes. I stare into the child's eyes, but this time it was different, before the child's eyes could see because the child was so afraid in that look.

As if it were a film he saw the front of an orphanage in Italy, hundreds of orphaned children from the war lived, among them he saw the boy in the picture crying disconsolately in the middle of the room, while an Italian fascist man portrayed him, each time Who stopped crying insulted him and beat him with a military boot, so he saw that he was not a normal man, he looked like he was demon-possessed, he was painting at a great speed and he laughed out loud when he saw the boy crying, another image he could see was A picture abandoned in an aisle of the orphanage, as well as his sleep, while sleeping the children, from the eyes of the child in the painting came great flames, the hall was flooded by fire, but the most curious thing was that the picture remained intact, He was not hurt by the flames of fire.

The fire quickly took the room where the children were, as the hall was full of flames, the children could not get out, the children's screams were terrifying, they call them had no compassion and burned their little bodies, As his friends died of one burned by the flames of fire, cruel fate let him suffer until the last moment, finally the flames consumed his body, screamed and suffered for a long time, his screams were frightening.

Then he had a third vision, it was the orphanage's dependencies consumed by the flames, in the middle of the corridor along with the rest of the burned things was the picture of the crying child, who had died a few moments ago together his 26 friends of the orphanage, Seeing the fascist man take the picture with his hands, the man stared at his work fixedly in the eyes of the child who were red from the fury, then the picture boy spoke and said.

With this our covenant ends, you will have enough money to live your life, enjoy, I will be waiting for you in hell.

Juan had the picture in his hands looking through the eyes of the child, this was the only way the child had to show what had happened, there the vision was cut, Juan frightened away his face from the picture and could see the eye The boy who was red, suddenly his mouth moved and said

What do you want? Money? Love? Ask for what you want I'll give it to you.

Juan released the painting, letting it fall to the floor and jumping backwards, as he jumped his head against the back of the bed, there he awoke from his dream, the first thing to see was the painting hanging on the wall, normal as always.

Juan knew this was not a dream, the water puddle of the piece showed it, convinced that it was real, ran out to the kitchen, took a knife and returned to his room with the intention of destroying the painting, no matter The money he would earn from it, it was his responsibility to end this curse.

When they returned to their room, the doors closed tightly, the child's eyes began to flicker, the room began to burn, Juan could not leave the room, the doors were locked, the fire was Juan's body that began to burn , The cries of pain were heard from afar, died slowly, his body was consumed with fire.

The most striking thing is that only Juan's room was set on fire, the frightening screams Juan gave of pain no one could hear, the next morning his friend the collector came to sell the painting to the duchess, entered the room of His friend and what he found was frightening.

The whole room was burned like the body of John, only the painting that was intact in a corner of the room was saved.

Juan lived alone, there was no witness of the situation, the collector friend quickly took the picture and fled the place before being seen by a neighbor.

The collector returned home with the painting, now he could see that it was more beautiful than he remembered, the more he looked at it, the more he hesitated to sell the work, finally decided to keep it. His financial position was very good, he had no need for money.

It was a beautiful work and felt the need to keep it to protect it.


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José Luis Fernández
Corrientes Argentina


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