Era una noche triste en el vecindario, nuestro vecino acaba de morir, un hombre que regularmente me visitaba para compartir de viejas anécdotas, un señor que amaba a sus gatos en especial uno negro con ojos verdes, el cual lo acompañaba siempre a donde iba, curiosamente mientras sacan el cuerpo de su casa, este animal se introduce a mi cocina. Se encuentra a gusto como si estuviese acompañado y ronronea como si un fantasma le hiciera cariño, intentando sacar al gato este tropieza un frasco de veneno para ratas que se encontraba junto al café, el gato se eriza y una voz me dice a mí oído “Fuiste tú”. Veo a ese gato y escucho esa voz todos los días.

Hello people of Hive, This will be my first post in HiveVenezuela really a beautiful community, I know you are doing an excellent job and also you are from my country, congratulations.

Today I present my participation in this challenge of @Hispapro to open Haloween with micro stories of terror. I hope you like it.

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It was a sad night in the neighborhood, our neighbor had just died, a man who regularly visited me to share old anecdotes, a man who loved his cats especially a black one with green eyes, which accompanied him always where he went, curiously while they take the body out of his house, this animal enters my kitchen. He feels at ease as if he were accompanied and purrs as if a ghost was fond of him, trying to get the cat out he stumbles over a bottle of rat poison that was next to the coffee, the cat stands up and a voice tells me "It was you". I see that cat and I hear that voice every day.

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