It was a dark and stormy night when the phone rang. She was Júlia. She was crying, she was frightened. She had found her cat dead, in front of her door and she asked me for help. I went quickly to her home. I passed a dark shadow, but I didn't see his face, but, he was tall and thin, very tall and very thin....
I knocked on the door, nobody opened.
I phoned her telephone, she didn't answer me. I looked through the window, there was a light on, in the bathroom. I called her again, and she didn't answer.
Then, I woke up. It was a only nightmare.
Then the telephone rang. She was Júlia. She was crying....
miércoles, 25 de noviembre de 2009
martes, 24 de noviembre de 2009
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