Weekend of Terror The Woman of The Curve

Fuente: https://marcelanoriega.wordpress.com/category/sin-categoria/

This is a popular urban legend, after a long day of work, Willy decided that it was time to finish the day of work, the day had passed very fast and became 21.00 hours. It was late and he still had to drive home.

When the street was received by a fresh breeze, typical of the days to raining, the winds began to blow stronger, leaving evidence that the storm is near, temperatures began to fall, drizzle soon arrived, To cope with the cold she put on a wool pullover.

I hurry up his peace to get to his latest model, of which he was very proud, active the automatic closing, opened its doors and entered his comfortable car.

Comfortable sitting on the driver's seat, turned on the heater, started the car and began his journey back home.

A strong storm began to strike the city, now there was no turning back was half way, but still a little more than fifty kilometers away, to hurry the pace decided that it would take the main route and leave behind the narrow streets and the Traffic lights in the city.

He turned on the radio to have a little company, at the same time that a deafening ray fell, after the lightning went on the radio in a voice that was very frightening fear, immediately a strange light invaded the interior of the car, very surprised Willy I look through the retro-looking mirror and see that it was a luminous ray that illuminated the whole dark city.

The dark voice continued with his story, it was a program of mysteries and spiritism, decided to double to his left to take the main road, much did not like to go back that way, except on a dark night like this, Asphalt was deteriorated and the worst there was poor lighting.

When taking the route and with the comments of the radio announcer could not avoid remembering the great mortal accidents that were in this route, this gave rise to the comments and gossip of the people, they affirmed that in certain place of the route it was seen to A young woman dressed in white with a sinister appearance.

Willy thought himself too intelligent to believe in these things, but he had to recognize that this route gives shivers travel in her, this provoked in anxiety and uneasiness.

As he looked in the rearview mirror, he slowly moved away from the city lights, resulting in an absolute darkness interrupted only by the front lights of the luxurious car, he suddenly felt the need to stop the car, he realized that he did not hear any Sound different from the radio and the engine of the car, decided for the car without knowing what it would find, opened the doors of the car, slowly lowered and walked only a meter under the torrential rain, could verify that there was no sound other than the Sound of the engine and the noise that caused the rain on the plates of the car.

This silence caught his attention, he climbed back into his vehicle and resumed his march toward his home, but his anxiety increased and caused spasms in his stomach, he managed something uneasy, had a slight feeling that he was not alone and felt observed, Looking at the rearview mirror, he saw that he was accompanied, behind him sat a woman dressed in white, drenched by the rain, with her lost gaze.

He looked incredulous in the rearview mirror, did not understand how he got there, his vehicle was a two-door car, but one was broken and could not open, to access the car was to go through the driver's doors and this never happened.

Very frightened by the situation, he accelerated the car and looked at his way, then I brake the car abruptly, looked at the rearview mirror in the hope that it was a product of his imagination by the stories he was hearing from the radio announcer.

Very frightened he could see that it was not his imagination, the woman was still sitting in his car with his eyes lost, quickly looked back and thought quickly.

Willy turned his head quickly and stammering asked the woman who was, what he was doing and how he got there, for more mystery the woman did not hesitate to answer, his gaze remained stiffly staring.

I turn my head looking forward with my back to the mysterious woman thinking ...

This can not be happening! How do I get there? Does it have anything to do with urban legends?

But it's going to happen to me! No, these things do not happen! All this was going through Willy's mind.

Unbeliever thought of getting out of his car to reflect and look from the outside, this would have to be a product of his imagination.

He leaned over to remove the lock and open the door, intending to get out of the car, when he felt a strong pressure in his throat, he felt two cold hands tighten his neck preventing the air from passing.

Very frightened to look in the rearview mirror, her heart stopped for a few seconds, a product of panic from what she had just seen. The woman leaned forward with her face disengaged and her eyes flashed with fury and anger, never in His life saw a face like that.

I take strength without knowing where, I take with his hands the cold hands of the woman tried to escape, but it was impossible, because of lack of air in his lungs was slowly losing consciousness, began to sense the death, I knew I was going to Dying but did not know why, the veins in his throat began to ignite, his eyes swelled and were about to leave his place.

The woman slowly approached his back, held her cold lips to his ear and whispered. See you in Hell!

Where I've been waiting for you since that night that you ran into me in the curve that we just passed. This answers your question, why are you going to die ?! Do you remember me, right?

Slowly an absolute darkness invaded his vision, these words were the last that heard his ears.


Fuente: http://rosirioperez.blogspot.com.ar/2015/04/la-chica-de-la-curva.html

One of the darkest urban legends, the woman of the curve, a ghost imprisoned in this world in search of revenge for being run over.

Fuente: http://www.leyendas-urbanas.com/la-chica-de-la-curva/

I'll wait for you tomorrow to enjoy another account of my land Corrientes.

José Luis Fernández
Corrientes Argentina


Do not forget to vote for the witnesses, join the link and collaborate with your vote, Support the Spanish Speaking community (cervantes)
https://steemit.com/~witnesses

If it was to your liking, please help spread my channel, share on your channel, reesteemit.