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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 that our parents told us. 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 45 years ago, just a child enjoying my first 5 years of life, living on earth without evil at that time was an adventure after another.

The Province of Corrientes, since I have use of reason was always a very poor city, without doubt the one with the least resources in my country, for this reason it took many years to develop, lacked basic services such as drinking water, street lighting , the sewers, even the streets were not urban, the houses communicated with each other by means of small roads that zigzagged the mountains that were everywhere.

The houses were emerged in the middle of nature, which made the nights without moons very dark, people who went out at night had to do them with a candle in their hands, although it was not very common to see people walking once there was darkened.

The parents of my mother live in the southern area of ​​the capital of Corrientes, the nearest public transport left you more than twenty blocks from my grandparents' house, to get to it you had to go through a large paddock which we called the pasture of mill, then walk a path that bordered a large eucalyptus grove, pass a small stream that we did by a bridge created with a large branch of a tree.

The creek was very deep, going through that improvised bridge was always very dangerous, if you accidentally fell into the water, I'm sure you did not get out of there, every time my mother announced that we would visit my grandparents I felt panic.

45 years ago the television broadcast was black and white, our province had a single television channel called channel thirteen, the signal was received through an antenna that you should place it on the roof of your house.

The transmission schedules were restricted, in the morning you had a service from 8.00 to 12.00. and in the afternoon it started at 5:00 PM. Giving end to the end of the film of turn.

At that time there was a broadcast called the night of Boris Karloff, a well-known actor who presented the horror films, on one occasion I present the film of Count Dracula, I was impressed with that presentation.

Remember that I was a boy of only five years old!

What most terrified me was the presence of Count Dracula and the driver of the carriage that illuminated the dark nights with a large lantern.

In the house of my grandparents lived the younger brothers of my mother, had a teenage uncle named Vicente, a well-stocked big boy full of courage, ignored the recommendations of my grandmother.

Do not wander in the street just immersed in the dark nights!

Thing that was impossible for a young man of his age.

Vicente had a girlfriend who lived in a house located a few meters from the cemetery. To get there, he had to walk more than thirty blocks along the small roads, avoiding hills made up of wild trees. Dark nights were not an impediment for a young man of his age. the alleged love of his life.

One of the many nights of visits, when leaving the house of his girlfriend he found a person dressed elegantly in a tuxedo and black hat, in his right hand he had a big lantern, an extremely tall person with pale white skin, very intimidating, his eyes were worse than yellow, his hands were thin, pale and with extremely long nails.

Watching him, Vicente froze from fear, man greeting very gentle and walked a few steps from my uncle, lit up the terrified face of Vicente without ado wonder which direction was the cemetery, my uncle wordlessly indicated with his finger I index the direction I should walk, the giant took his hat to bow and disappeared into the darkness of the night.

After a few minutes, my uncle became aware of what had happened, he was not a living person, he was more like a deceased person leaving the cemetery, his eyes dull yellow without expression, his face extremely white and his long fingernails typical of people dead from you some time ago.

I walked the thirty blocks as fast as I could, to get to my grandparents' house I had to cross the stream by the bridge of the tree, when I got there, on the other side of the bridge this person was again lighting his lantern.

My uncle was paralyzed by fear, I could not understand how the person did to walk so fast and be on the other side of the bridge, if to get there there was only one way and by my uncle, at no time did the person pass through his side.

Before the immobility of Vicente, the man offered to light his steps when crossing the dangerous bridge.

My uncle refused shaking his head!

The man insisting on the bridge to reach him, said he was very kind to indicate the cemetery, for this reason I accompany to light his way, turned around and told my uncle to follow him, the lantern shone as if it were by day, my uncle followed his footsteps, in one of those trips and if it were not for man he would have fallen into the river.

To slide down the trunk and practically falling into the river man stretched his arms and his extremely cold hands took up arms and climbed back into the trunk, my uncle shiver of fear, those hands frost confirmed their theory, it was a person deceased.

The man finished crossing the bridge and after a blanket of fog disappeared from the place, my uncle was paralyzed a few steps from finishing crossing the stream, I could not believe what had just happened, I did not understand anything, the fear I felt was not what I stopped walking, I react to the moment I hear a loud cry of horror inside your house.

He ran out to check what was happening, opened the gate and ran into his house to find out who and why I hit that scream of fear.

That day we visited my grandparents with my mother, as it was late, my mother decided that we would sleep there. That night they broadcast the film of Count Dracula, at the end of the film I went to the bathroom that was at the end of the house, to get to it I had to go through a room with a large window overlooking the stream, passing through the window I saw the driver of Count Dracula standing next to the dress window tuxedo and black hat accompanied by a large lantern in his hands, it paralyzed me for a few seconds, then paste the terrifying scream, my family went to my cry, including my uncle Vicente.

In recounting what happened my mother was very angry to invent this situation, she said that they were my inventions to see the horror movie, if I behaved like that, I would never look at those types of movies again, it was then that my uncle interposed between my mother and I was saying that what the child was saying was true, he had seen it a moment before crossing it.

The wooden bridge!

Source: https://www.justwravel.com/travel/destination/Mawlynnong

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I'll wait for you tomorrow to enjoy another account of my land in Corrientes.

José Luis Fernández
Corrientes Argentina
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