The night of halloween

This is one of those stories that were lost in time, are blurred between legend and reality. The year was 1912, in a small village far from civilization and north of the British Isles were prepared as usual to celebrate Halloween.

Cobbled streets, dingy and old formed the typical image of small English villages. In this town lived a humble family of: dad, Jack practicing medical doctor work in a small open consultation in the attic of the house. Anne, the mother, devoted to housework and fond of sewing and her two children, aged 14 Tom and Peter of 13 were two very anxious but polite.

This family like every year he decorated the house for Halloween nigh , Anne manufactured with a few old sheets ghost costumes for children while Jack decorated the house with pumpkins as a head and fabrics spider with white sewing thread.

It was just before dinner, when Peter remembered that in the attic had a rusty chains for ghost costume. It would be perfect and went forward with the unfinished costume. He wear the costume and ignited a candle to be going to look for the chains.

There happened to search the stacked boxes when Peter found that parchment, old and dusty was guarding a mysterious curse.

A curse related to Halloween night, and that would make that any person who reads it would transform in the costume that was wear.

Peter thought it was a joke that he was spending his brother Tom always joking and without fuss read that mysterious scroll.

Peter never went down the attic, and no one heard from him. The people say that Peter has today appears on Halloween night become ghost avoiding whatever comes to read the parchment to avoid falling into this terrible curse.

Still hear the voices of that naughty child and the sound of chains dragging. That little village, is now a ghost town that nobody wants to know your location.

Lorena Vinagre Galindo

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