A true horror story that happened at Christmas
At last, the day has come, Moisés the young black boy with bulging eyes has finished his work as a fisherman on the coast, and is preparing to visit his family in the capital city during Christmas.
After a long bus ride, he arrives at the old colonial house where his mother works as a servant for a powerful German family. There, the young man will have to work in the stables to pay his living expenses during the month of December.
The farm foreman, on the same day, gives him a tour of the stables and assigns him the task of fetching water for the animals in the nearby stream. To carry out this work worthy of a black slave from colonial times, young Moisés must walk about a kilometer along a makeshift path through a lush and lonely forest, dragging a small wooden cart where the water is deposited.
It was already around 5 in the afternoon when the mulatto began his task, he had never been in such a thick forest, his life always passed at sea, on the coast, the lush vegetation of this unknown region was an overwhelming immensity that upset him and caused him bewilderment.
The fog typical of December, brought with it an icy cold that penetrated to the bone in the tanned body of Moses, always accustomed to the sun and heat. After a picturesque walk, discovering an imposing nature, full of strange noises along with animals that seemed to stalk him, he reaches the small stream in the middle of the forest and begins to load the water.
His mind was already wandering among thousands of leafy trees whose greenness would blur his vision, and he made his mind spin, the fog suddenly took over everything around him, and a cold but slow breeze came brushing his back causing a shuddering hiss in your ears.
Something very strange caught his attention, he thought he heard the sound of chains crawling through the trees. At first, he thought it was someone who was also looking for water, but he soon realized his serious mistake.
Fear seized his limbs, his long legs trembled in the cold breeze like two bamboo vines, his hands were in turn numb from the frozen water of the river. The feeling of danger lurked in his head, clouding even his gaze in the dense mist.
When he tried to pull out the last water slide, his eyes played tricks on him for seconds. There he was, among the trees, camouflaged with the vegetation, he was an extremely tall man, white or rather transparent, with disdained gray-blond hair, without a defined face but with imposing red eyes that cried the blood that ran all over his body, and that they stared at Moses without making a sound.
Moses only trembled, seeing himself face to face with the infernal specter. That banshee was getting closer and closer, dragging behind him two heavy metal boxes, pulled with long black iron chains that imprisoned his wrists.
The boy then did the only thing that his mind could coordinate, run in terror screaming at the top of his lungs without turning back until he reached the old house, where he could finally find refuge, trembling and crying in his mother's arms.
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Ohhh, that was creepy and good, I love horror stories, especially the twist with the banshee, I've never known Banshees to cause harm according to Celtic mythology, they only scream to serve as the harbinger of death.