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Heme aqu铆 en un nuevo post , esta vez, participando de 鉀猴笍 La Fogata 鉀猴笍 Concurso de literatura creativa. Edici贸n #7 , un concurso en el cual debemos inspirarnos en una imagen para escribir un relato corto. Abajo, pondr茅 la imagen propuesta por para proceder a escribir esta historia de terror. Espero les agrade y no les de pesadillas porque tal vez, ocurra alg煤n d铆a pero de distinta forma y origen.
Here I am in a new post, this time, participating in 鉀猴笍 La Fogata 鉀猴笍 Concurso de literatura creativa. Edici贸n #7 , a contest in which we must be inspired by an image to write a short story. Below, I will put the image proposed by
to proceed to write this horror story. I hope you like it and it doesn't give you nightmares because maybe, it will happen someday but in a different way and origin.
En una noche como cualquiera, aparentemente tranquila, despierto sobresaltado. El sonido estridente de los cuadros y las ventanas quebr谩ndose me hicieron saltar de mi cama apresuradamente.
Estaba medio dormido, no entend铆a bien que estaba pasando. Se activaron las sirenas de los veh铆culos de todo el vecindario, los perros ladraban con furia , se o铆an gritos de p谩nico y un suave temblor se hacia presente bajo mis pies luego de lo que parec铆a ser una explosi贸n. Una aparente calma invadi贸 mi habitaci贸n y luego comprend铆 lo que ocurr铆a: Un terremoto azotaba la ciudad pero aqu铆, ese fen贸meno natural no era com煤n es por eso que la gente estaba en p谩nico 隆Nunca hab铆an vivido algo parecido!
Gotas de sudor invad铆an mi rostro y empapaban mi pijama. Con el coraz贸n palpitando a mil y tambale谩ndome por la confusi贸n que gener贸 la onda expansiva, me acerco a lo que quedaba de mi ventana tratando de agarrarme de lo que pod铆a para no caerme al suelo. Observo a mi alrededor , la gente corr铆a con desespero , las calles eran un caos de cad谩veres aplastados por las edificaciones y destrucci贸n masiva. La ciudad estaba ardiendo y muriendo. El temblor ces贸, pero bien dicen que despu茅s de la calma viene la tormenta y en efecto, al levantar mi vista, lo veo. Un ser monstruoso nos observaba desde las alturas , enorme, tit谩nico en forma de serpiente pero una sacada del mism铆simo infierno. Esbozaba una sonrisa macabra y sus ojos 隆Oh! sus ojos eran como pu帽ales clavados en nuestra peque帽a ciudad. Estaba petrificado, no pod铆a moverme, lo sabia, sabia que ese seria , mi ultimo d铆a . Esa criatura sonre铆a, dejando ver sus dientes de proporciones monstruosas, sonre铆a, por lo que todos sab铆an que har铆a.
On a night like any other, seemingly quiet night, I woke up startled. The shrill sound of the paintings and the windows cracking made me jump out of bed in a hurry.
I was half asleep, I didn't quite understand what was going on. The sirens of vehicles all over the neighborhood were activated, dogs were barking furiously, panicked screams could be heard and a soft tremor was present under my feet after what seemed to be an explosion. An apparent calm invaded my room and then I understood what was happening: An earthquake was hitting the city but here, this natural phenomenon was not common, that's why people were in panic, they had never experienced anything like it!
Drops of sweat invaded my face and soaked my pajamas. With my heart pounding and reeling from the confusion generated by the shockwave, I approach what was left of my window trying to grab what I could to keep from falling to the ground. I look around me, people were running desperately, the streets were a chaos of corpses crushed by buildings and massive destruction. The city was burning and dying.The tremor ceased, but they say that after the calm comes the storm and indeed, when I looked up, I saw it. A monstrous being was watching us from the heights, huge, titanic, in the shape of a snake, but one taken from hell itself. It had a macabre smile on its face and its eyes Oh! its eyes were like daggers stabbed into our small town. I was petrified, I could not move, I knew it, I knew it would be my last day. That creature was smiling, showing his teeth of monstrous proportions, he was smiling, for what everyone knew he would do.
Espero les haya gustado mi relato corto de terror. Un terror mezclado con ficci贸n y realidad lo cual, le da un toque mas espeluznante. Invito a mis brujitas y
a participar que se que al igual que a mi, les gusta mucho la literatura. Saludos.
I hope you liked my horror short story. A horror mixed with fiction and reality which gives it a more creepy touch. I invite my little witches
and
to participate because I know that like me, they like literature very much. Greetings.
鉁忥笍 Texto por: | 鉁忥笍 Traducido con Deepl.com
馃摲 Imagen de portada editada en Canva.com usando la imagen proporcionada por
鉁傦笍 Separadores creados por mi en Photoscape y separador del final de ikasumanera.