The story of Pascualita.
Greetings my dear reader friends, yesterday I was reading posts in several of the networks and in some of them I came across something interesting. It was already very late at night, I was very sleepy but the story is one of those that catch my attention because of its tone of mystery.
I stayed listening to the audio of the story until it ended, I only remember that I wrote down the name of the story and where it took place because with my tiredness I was sure that in the morning I would forget it.
Now when I opened my laptop and checked my notes I found at the end what I wrote and this is what I remember from the audio of this story...
It happened in a place in the city of Chihuahua in the Republic of Mexico.
A pretty girl by the name of Pascuala was about to get married, she was very happy putting on her wedding dress, innocent of everything around her, she never imagined her cruel destiny. Next to her was making an appearance one of the most dangerous species of spiders, the black widow.
This spider was creeping up the dress of the beautiful and unsuspecting bride, until it reached a place where it was apparently noticed by the girl and thrown from her body… but not before the named poisonous spider left its precious toxic load on the girl's body.
The girl immediately suffered from dizziness and fell on her precious white dress, leaving her last breath.
The bride fell, a day of tragedy for all. She was the only daughter of a proud mother who had raised her daughter with the fruits of her labor. She had a store selling wedding dresses and her own daughter was charmingly sporting the best dress of all.
She was a girl with big, expressive eyes, a very God-graced profile face and a very smooth complexion.
The mother did not allow anyone to see her dead daughter anymore. She did everything she had to do to mourn the girl and for a while the store remained closed to the public.
When again the woman opened her store she had a mannequin that had come to her from somewhere in the world with similar characteristics to her daughter, the people of the town began to say that the daughter had been embalmed and put into that mannequin.
They said that the expression of the mannequin's gaze, which they named La Pascualita, was very penetrating and seemed to look at people through the glass of the dresser, some even dared to say that the mannequin sometimes cried. That it moved its eyes, wiggled its fingers and a number of other things.
The mannequin became the attraction of the town and attracted tourists and a large number of people eager to see if it was real.
Journalists interviewed the locals and many said that they did observe that it moved and even cried from time to time.
After many years the Pascualita's mannequin was replaced by another one. This difference was noticed by everyone and although it was very similar to the previous one, it did not have the same expression of the Pascualita.
So everything went back to normal and people no longer crowded behind the sideboard to see the Pascualita.
It’s a good story to tell, to let the imagination fly, but it’s something of fiction in my opinion, created by the minds of the curious people of the town. Because there are laws, if it had anything to do with reality, I think the town authorities would have found out and arrested the girl's mother, taken her into custody and found out if the mannequin was really the body of the tragically deceased daughter.
But none of that happened. Although let me say that so many mysteries have occurred without police intervention, who knows if the Pascualita really existed, if it really was her daughter? What do you think, my dear commentators?
Let me know what you think, the comment that I find the most creative, whether it is formulated in a fictitious way or according to reality, will have my reward in the form of a Christmas cash prize. This prize will be given within 24 hours of the publication of this post.
Merry Christmas to all of you my dear readers and sponsors!
I had watched this at youtube a year ago. Well maybe her mother ordered someone to make a manequin which rememblance her daughter .