It was a dark and gloomy. When I heard a cry of a little girl. It was a pitchy scream that I had heard one other time in my life. So I knew that no good could come of this. Then I heard it a second time and covered my ears because I could not take the sound. Then a young lady came into my room, she was coved with blood. I had known what this was all about.
I had been traveling all over the world; it had been amazing up until I went to a little town called La Boca De San Jose. I had spent my most time there because the sights where beautiful and amazing to see. Then one night when I was staying at a boarding house because there were no hotels in this little pueblo, there was a scream. I thought some was getting killed so I tried to go outside to see what it was. When I tried to get out of the house the lady that owned told me to get away from the doors and windows. Then I asked why she did not tell me. So she through me in my room and locked the door so I would not go outside. The next morning on the street there was a lot of women wearing black. I could not understand why? Then I say little tiny coffins, that when I understood that there were a lot of children that had died. Everyone was dressing in black, mostly all the children in this little town had died. The next thing I did was pack my things and leave. Before I had left a the lady told me “You can never escape the duend”.
I thought that was the list time I would hear so see that, but I guess I am wrong. I had gone to other places by ended in the Caribbean islands, in a town called Villita. I had stayed in a boarding home once again. I just could not stay in there and do nothing so what I did was get up from my bead and go to the noise. It was coming from inside the room of the young mother. When I opened the door I saw blood every were, and little foot prints. She looked at me in terror, I didn’t know what to tell her. Her child was just murder! I asked her if she had seen who did this and she just looked at me. She just keep pointing at her baby and crying. Then I heard another scream coming from the next house. I ran to the house and when I came in I saw the same thing but this time I say a little baby that was sucking the blood of the other baby. When I came in the baby just stared at me then vanished in an instant. After that day I could not handle let so I left again. I wanted answers but had no one that would listen to me, everyone thought I was crazy.
I went back to the town and was talking to everyone but no one wanted to talk about it. Then I figure that the priest could give a blessing to all the people in the cemetery just in case if someone was not resting in peace. Since that day there has never been anything like that again.
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