Weekend of suspense voices from beyond

Fuente: http://imagenesdelasantamuerte.com/99-imagenes-de-la-flaquita-santisima-muerte/

Hello dear friends, thank you very much for the company, we have come to another episode of suspense weekend, surfing the web I cross with this creepy urban legend, a family from the interior are moving from province in search of something better, his daughter Five-year-old Martina will find an imaginary friend in the new house and continue the story this way.

In the city of Santiago del Estero, a province where the heat is preponderant, lived a family and his little daughter called Martina, for that reason the parents decided to change of province, traveled to the city of Buenos Aires, in this city was in full swing The industrial revolution and attracted citizens from all over the country.

Martina an introverted girl of only 5 years old, this character prevented that she could have friends as do the girls of her age, this condition reason for the parents to want to move, would not have inconvenience to miss any little friends or school friends.

A lonely girl, she spent all day with her dolls and toys, the girl's parents managed to rent a fifth house in Buenos Aires, a beautiful house with more than ten rooms, barbecue, swimming pool, a beautiful garden , A small square inside the main garden and as if it were little a beautiful "tree house"

Martina quickly got used to her new house, what a child she would not do, with her little square, swimming pool and her little house on the tree, she spent all day in it, decorating the house to her fullest taste, the girl hardly slept waiting The hour of dawn to go up to his beautiful house to play.

She prepared a tea table, sat her dolls in the little chairs and talked to them as if they were her friends, told stories about stories that her mother read at night, laughed, talked and sometimes argued with her friends dolls, this situation He had no care for his parents, at that age it was very common in children to talk to their toys.

One day her mother heard a conversation with her supposed friend, she laughed and occasionally argued with an alleged friend named Mabel.

The mother did not give much importance, as a child she did too, so it seemed normal to have imaginary friends, otherwise very soon would return to school, a good opportunity to create real friends.

As the days went by Martina spent more time in the "tree house", she would come down from there only if the parents called her, if it were for her to live all day in the beautiful little house, the mother perceived this and began to lend More attention to her child, her conversation with Mable was becoming more fluid.

The mother nodded as if nothing happened and began to inquire of her girl who was Mabel, the girl took a doll in her hands and answered.

It's her! This is Mabel! Pointing at her beautiful doll.

The mother began to worry, one night she got up and went to the girl's bedroom there that Martina was not resting well, in a few minutes hopping several times in bed it seemed like she was having a nightmare.

This became a routine of her mother, every night she visited the room of the girl and always the same, nightmares, startled and at times spoke very slowly, without being able to hear what the child said.

One night after the girl fell asleep, she went to her bedroom to see what was happening, before midnight began with the startles, little cries, some words like, "It's cold here, please give me a hand, here it's very dark. I repeated things without meaning.

Another night was the father who woke up and found the girl outside her bedroom asleep sleeping, when arriving at the living room the girl cried and peed with her clothes on, this cry woke the girl, I look around without knowing Where she was and broke into tears, this began to worry her parents, it was not normal behavior in her.

This was enough for the parents to take the girl to a "psychologist", as expected the professional did not get anything, said it was something common for children their age.

The parents paid more attention to the child, did not leave her alone for so long and tried to prevent the child from going to the "tree house"

This was getting worse, the girl had more nightmares at night, cries and requests for help were more frequent, parents were desperate.

One night the father of the child heard how the dog they had in the barbecue did not stop barking, got up and went to the girl's bedroom, to the surprise the girl was not, running went to the garden to see what happened to the dog that He kept barking.

What he saw left him cold, saw his little daughter kneeling in the grass under the "tree house" the father shouted his name.

Martina! What are you doing out here?

The girl turned her head and looked without answering her father.

The father almost died of the fright, the girl's eyes shone like cats in the dark, this caused a chill that ran all over his body.

The girl turned her head and continued with what she was doing.

With her little hands she tried to make a well, she dug like a dog trying to hide a bone, the girl kept repeating something that the father could not hear, seeing that the father ran to where the girl was, always pronouncing his name .

Martina, my love! Martina, I'm a pope!

The girl seems not to hear the words of the father, she kept insistently trying to make a well on the ground, when I reach the girl, I hear the words "I have to leave", "it is very cold here."

Her father spoke to her, Martina, my love! Martina, I am Pope !, but the girl did not react, there she realized what was happening, her girl was being possessed.

The girl's face was totally different, her eyes bulging and shiny, her face pale, her body cold as ice, there the fatherly instinct flowed and said

Mabel! Are you true?

When she heard the name, the girl reacted, slowly the temperature returned to the girl's body, her countenance began to change, her eyes became normal, Martina woke up crying disconsolately, turned to pee with her clothes.

The father took the child's arms and ran inside his house, gave his mother and asked to stay in and not leave until he returned.

The father ran to the barbecue, took a bluff and a shovel and tip back under the "house in the tree", when he arrived he began to dig where the girl tried to make the well with her hands, I dig until I came to something strange, I held the lamp to see better and it was the bones of a small manito, could not avoid a dizziness and fell to the ground, panic took possession of him, his hands trembled with fear, right there he put his hands in his pocket and I take out his cell phone.

He was so nervous and frightened that his hands did not stop shaking, he could not dial his 911 number, in that situation a wind rose that moved the leaves of the trees and came towards him, when the Wind was a frosty wind, felt like little hands were placed on his hands and reassured so that he could dial the number of the police, then felt a caress of a few hands on his face, there he passed the fear and seized a deep Sadness, and intuited what had happened.

I made the call to 911 and in a few minutes the police made the forensic experts, dug in the place where Martina's father indicated and they found something horrible, the body of a small girl by the physiognomy could be the same Age than Martina.

The results of the tests confirmed that it was the body of a girl of five years old, a few years ago had disappeared a little girl called Mabel and they could never find it, the results revealed horrible facts for what had to happen the girl before die.

Martina grew if no trauma, but she could never forget the voices of the beyond.


Fuente: http://cultura.elpais.com/cultura/2017/02/09/actualidad/1486651405_962772.html

Fuente: http://www.leyendas-urbanas.com/el-amigo-imaginario/

I'll wait for you tomorrow to enjoy another account of my land of 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), We are many people of Spanish speech that we have to thank your support, please vote for Cervantes, Enter the link To know more about who are representing our community. Again thank you very much.
https://steemit.com/witness-category/@cervantes/cervantes-witness-supporting-the-spanish-speaking-community




https://steemit.com/~witnesses

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