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Thank you very much dear friends for the company and reading my post, the days have passed very quickly, again we have arrived on Saturday, day in which my blog becomes mystical and scary, for those who enjoy horror movies, it's time of a pause and enjoy a reading, natural or supernatural facts of life, dark legends told to us by our parents. I invite you to enjoy an urban legend as we did in our childhood.
The land without evil throughout history lodge different cultures, believers and superstitious of paranormal things and beyond, according to their beliefs between earth and hell there is a portal, where assiduously there are entities that return to their homes or places of origins.
Welcome dear friends to another Saturday of suspense, the Correntinos are very superstitious, since we were children we were inculcated to believe and respect paranormal things, the land without evil houses thousands of stories of events that have been witnessed, the most popular stories are made of sightings of goblins, the monsters of the Guaraní mythology, the legends in relation to the cemeteries, facts related to sorcery or supernatural experiences
Today's story is a true fact, it happened 45 years ago at 5 years of age. I lived in my grandmother Manuela's house. A huge house of large dimensions, around 50 square meters, at that time the constructions were exaggerated, the heights of the rooms were more than six meters with large doors and windows of three or four meters, a large banderole crowned at the top They were so big that a person could fit in there, this made me very afraid to just think.
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My grandmother was married to a man of very strong character, arrogant, authoritarian, very aggressive, uncertain profession, acting as a leader of the time, as heard in the corridors, was a despotic man, the servants wondered how my grandmother to support a man like that.
This man left with his crew and sailed up the river, his position as a leader allowed entry into any nation, he entered and left the bordering countries as if nothing (Paraguay- Brazil). From his trips he brought things of contraband value, he deposited them in a large basement that was under the house, neighbors say that this activity was carried out for many years, accumulated so much gold and silver that it had the opportunity to acquire almost the entire neighborhood, they assured that in the basement of the house it housed a real fortune.
Luckily by the time I was born this man had died, my grandmother received a great inheritance that allowed her to live a different life full of luxuries. At the time of my birth my grandmother had a good economic pass, this was the reason that allowed us to live in her home, she gave us a large room that faced the street, there we lived with my mother, my father was a mechanic by profession He was never at home, we spent whole months without seeing him.
When the night came my mother was afraid, at breakfast I listened to conversations with my grandmother, they talked about strange things that happened at night, the grandmother suggested not paying attention, closing the room inside with the wooden bar and not leaving by nothing of the world, these comments did not help anything to my mother, on the contrary, every time I was more afraid and that I perceived it.
In the big house we lived only four people, there were many empty rooms and large corridors that communicated all the rooms, a house that was scary by itself, during the day it was full of people, the maids, the cooks and the employees of my grandmother , at nightfall, everything was deserted, only our four souls. Our steps echoed, it seemed that other people walked behind you.
I played as if nothing happened, at that age do not pay much attention to what happens around you, a few days ago, at nightfall I saw a large person wandering around the house, I came to think that it was a new pawn of my Grandma, the only weird thing was that at that time nobody worked in the house, as I said one does not pay much attention.
One day I saw my grandmother cleaning some paintings, in it was a man like the one I saw at night, later I knew that it was the caudillo, things that I never understood, because by that time he was already dead and I saw him walked by home.
From that day every time I saw him I would pee with my clothes on, I knew it was not a person, in this situation my mother would go crazy, she would tell me that I had to go to the bathroom, that it was great for me to pee , even so I never told my mother what was happening, however I started to leave our room a little, I played all day inside, there I felt safe.
After a while some strange things began to happen inside our room, at the time I was falling asleep I saw a small person, he looked like Santa Claus but in miniature.
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The door of the room had a bar that did not allow it to be opened from outside, however this elf could do it, entered and left the room as if there was no such enclosure.
I tried to keep my eyes open, I wanted to see what this little goblin did inside our room, his eyes got very heavy, he yawned and blinked more often, a sign that the dream was overcoming me, the eye-catching thing was every time he saw the elf my mother was already asleep.
I slept next to my mother with her pajamas on, she always turned her back to me, when seeing the elf inside the room my body was paralyzed, I could not move my hands to wake my mother, in this situation and totally terrified, slowly my eyes closed.
When clarifying the new day dawned on the side of my mother's foot and without my pajamas, my sleepwear was lying on the floor about two meters away, my mother always asked the same, because I took my clothes and if it was so necessary to throw it on the floor, I could not answer this question, I never remembered in what situation I took my pants off.
One night after falling asleep I perceive that my body was moved, I try to open my eyes but I could not, only a small corner, enough to see how the elf stretched me towards the foot of the bed leaving me in the opposite direction to my mother , then I took my pants and threw them to the floor, the fear immobilized my body, the eyes became heavy, impossible to keep it open.
Time later the room began to clear by the first rays of the sun, my mother woke up and I found myself asleep in the opposite direction on the bed, without the pants only with the boxers on.
The next night something similar happens again, I perceive my body flying in the air, I try to open my eyes and I could not, I could only see from one corner, this time the elf tried to get me out of the room, I do not know why not He could and left me by the door, my mother woke up and was very scared by the situation.
Since that day I was afraid that the night would come, I did not want to sleep in our room anymore, every time I was falling asleep and I saw the goblin appear, I peed on the bed, my mother got very angry with the situation so much that she decided to take me The doctor, as expected, had nothing clinically speaking.
The professional attributed to that I missed my father, a way for children to get attention, coincidentally my father returned from his trips and stayed several months with us, throughout this period the goblin disappeared and never saw him again.
I began to sleep alone in a bed separated from my parents, every morning I woke up with my pajamas on and on the side I had slept in last night, always on alert, I slept looking at the door, it was not going to happen that the elf returned .
Some years later we moved from home and the elf was forgotten, until a few days ago I was thinking about the subject, I never touched this issue with my mother, she never knew about the goblin and this whole situation, maybe one day talk to her, what I could not say if it was real or
Was it a dream?
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I would like to be able to give you more information of the users but as I said before there are many of them, then in time you will discover for yourself.
, stories chained and the one of spanishchallenge. I leave the links so that they can access them.
I'll wait for you tomorrow to enjoy another account of my land in Corrientes.
José Luis Fernández
Corrientes Argentina
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