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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, Corrientes are very superstitious, since children were inculcated to believe and respect paranormal things, the land without evil houses thousands of stories of events that have been witnessed.
Today's story happened 100 years ago, in a rural apartment in my hometown (Corrientes), at that time my mother's father was a young teenager, he lived with his father and uncles on a rural hill, the town subsisted thanks to the work to cultivate the land.
This town was about 100 kilometers from the capital of Corrientes, where my grandfather's parents visited once a week to stock up on food to eat during the week, one morning a new family arrived at the place, they settled down alongside the colony, weeks later, opened a general store.
This was a great relief for the people of the colony, not only because they would stop traveling a hundred kilometers to make their purchases, they also accepted domestic animals as part of payment, that is, they could barter for chickens or goats.
(Don Anacleto), owner of the store, was father of seven sons, the youngest child was about ten years old, this situation worried the inhabitants of the colony, a neighbor (Anselmo) had migrated from Spain and brought with him a story that It had happened in his hometown.
The story involved two young teenagers who had fallen in love, taking public domain, the religious community opposed being cousins, despite the refusal, the young people went ahead with this union, their actions were cursed, the seventh son from this union he would become a werewolf.
The colony was very attentive to the evolution of the child, the nights of Tuesday to dawn Wednesday and Thursday to dawn Friday, the men of the colony took turns making guards near the house of Don Anacleto, according to the stories, the boy when arriving at his adolescence would become lobizón, during several years they took care of the hearth of the storekeeper, when seeing that there were no signs of the legend, they stopped watching.
One morning the colony awoke convulsed, several animals of the neighbors awoke devoured, at first blamed a pack of wild dogs that had settled near the place, for this reason decided to eliminate them, however the deaths of the animals continued, there the eyes they returned on the storekeeper's teenage son.
One night while my grandfather was sleeping, the dogs began to bark, barked and barked without stopping, the men of the house got up to see what happened, took the shotguns and went out into the open field, when they reached the cow pen they found several of they were dead, on one side of the corral there were blood stains that were heading towards the mountain, sign that a cow was dragged there.
The father of my grandfather with his brothers, followed the trail quietly, when they reached the mountain they lit their lanterns, what they saw left them paralyzed, a huge deformed animal was devouring a whole cow, it was not known if it was a dog or a giant person on four legs, out of amazement my grandfather's father pointed with his shotgun and gave an accurate shot to the animal, the dog just gave a scream (Hayyy) to run away as if he never received the shot.
The next morning the whole colony was aware of the novelty, (Don Anselmo), the Spanish immigrant came to my grandfather's house, commented what he had heard in his village, the only way to stop the animal was with silver bullets , only these could kill the lobizon.
According to my grandfather, his father refused to make the silver bullets, it was his younger brother who insisted on making the bullets in case at some point the animal became aggressive, my mother's father was sure that it was the son of Don Anacleto, for this reason he refused to make silver bullets.
After several months the animal was reintroduced, as the previous time it was a massacre in the corral, killing several horses and some cow in a matter of seconds, when the men left the house, the animals were dead, unlike you see it earlier, the giant dog was inside the corral devouring a horse, when the light of the lantern reached his face, the men were paralyzed with fear, the eyes were not of a common animal, it lit up like fire, the face was of a Human with jaws stretched like a wolf's, with large fangs, had large claws with two-inch nails.
The animal growled furiously, the father of my grandfather pointed with the shotgun and hit the chest of the animal, this time he felt nothing, his brothers did the same, all gave accurate shots, but the animal did not change, continued looking As if nothing happened there, slowly the men stepped back and went into the small adobe house, when they entered they locked the door with a very hard wood.
The animal followed his steps and began to push the door, to so much pressure that the wood began to give way, my grandfather's uncle took from a jar some silver bullets that he took the liberty to make, loaded his shotgun expecting the worst.
As the heavy bar was about to break, my grandfather and the younger brothers came out the window and climbed a large tree that was just behind the window, the older men did the same, just when the animal managed to break the bar and managed to open the door, inside the small house was heard as the animal tore apart everything that was within reach.
The very intelligent animal took a big leap by piercing the thatched roof of the adobe house, when he took half a body out of the house, my grandfather's father gave a shot with the silver bullet in his chest, the animal fell dead in the floor.
The parents of my grandfather and his brothers, took with their hands the dead animal and put it on a large plank where they dried the leaves of tobacco, at dawn the next morning there was no animal, only trace of blood that crossed the field in address to the house of Don Anacleto.
For several days the general store was closed, when the family returned, it was learned that the youngest son almost lost his life for fighting with some malvivientes from a nearby colony, the young man by order of his parents went to live with his parents. uncles to the province of Mendoza.
It was never possible to verify if the wounds of the young person had to do with the shots of that night, the certain thing is that never more appeared any dead animal in the colony.
The werewolf or the lobizon is a legend thousands of years ago, in Guarani mythology it is the curse of the seventh son of Kerana and Tau, the louisón, although scientifically it is related to a pathological disease called lycanthropy.
This disease was very common several centuries ago, according to medical descriptions, people who suffered from this disease were like wild animals, ate raw meat, moved like animals on four legs and howled like wolves.
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José Luis Fernández
Corrientes Argentina
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