Forgiveness.
This night has never happened. Panting breathing, removing the sweat from his face this overwhelming sense of fear it is well known. You can almost hear the frantic beating of his heart in the midst of absolute silence gripped the room. He runs his small, trembling hand to the cabinet at his side trying to take something, almost instinctively, anxious to be totally enveloped in the darkness and knowing haunted by something her crystal eyes are unable to see. An invisible evil observes, it is not able to distinguish, but to perceive it in that vitiated atmosphere. I feel so close it seems exhale into the face, closing his eyes as a chilling breeze will cause a chill which seized him and his movements. His hand has been in the middle of the road, at that, his last attempt, and tears abundantly slip to his ears. It's just a child, a boy who trembles and suffers from a disease that can not assimilate. What has he done to deserve a penalty and a penalty that have plagued so long?
It was four years ago, when innocent and happy in the garden playing with her toys, listening without paying any attention to a conversation.
- Vamos! Are you afraid? We had been on this, we had a plan.
- I can not be serious! Tonight I have to take care of my brother David.
- Take it! We'll take the car from my Uncle Joe, he will manage. Cheer up, it will be great.
- Do not know, does not seem right. - Responds to turn to see how children's games with some soldiers.
So I walked the little infant, fearful and hugged his older brother, for that small forest called "The Plant" strange place of horror stories that motivated their uniqueness. A small forest in the middle of a barren area was unusual in the outskirts of that little populous city. The strangeness of the place is accentuated at this hour, eleven o'clock at night, rise majestic cedars, preventing fully appreciate the starry sky, flooding the entire site with a sea of darkness and a whistle, the result of the wind against the trees.
There, the three boys went to High School freshmen trying, his eleven years, demonstrate courage and boldness, gathered in groups and talking in low voices, while continuing to Joseph, the eldest, a narrow path with large brush embroidery, which with the glow of that one lamp, gave life to thousands of shadows that seemed to dance all along that journey. Little David was trembling with fear when the shadows seemed endless to detect a small creature that I saw it, never lasted long enough to confirm their presence, but it was a feeling that accompanied him throughout the route until they arrived at some old ruins, place where he was the reason for this dismal affair.
Luis is aware of the fear of his brother, he is clear when walking often oppressed him in her embrace. It feels stupid to have brought them have been persuaded to expose this kind of emotion that sounded funny to them, but it was affecting him deeply.
- Well! Who will be the first? Who will peer into the well? Maybe I can see an angel. - Says one of the boys talking back.
- I will! - Answer one a little nervous, while timidly pokes his head that deep pit. - Baaa, nothing! - Shout heartily - is only water! Who told that story so stupid?
- Let me see! - Luis says while taking small little arms that held him firmly by the waist. - Let David, right now I return. - He speaks in a loving way, by separating with a bit of strength to his brother.
The child is very fearful, hear noises all around, I started seeing shapes watching him from the shadows, and now without his brother, he feels vulnerable, and naked. This is compounded when each sound you hear seems most unusual and grim than the last. Turn your head so busy looking for the origin of these strange whispers. Does not even listen and laughter of his brother who, relieved, talk with friends when not finding anything that cited those grim stories. Little has been paralyzed by the myriad murmurs simulating turn around, they are faraway laughter, as of old, lost there in the immensity of the trees. First seem distant, though, every moment that passes the clearer perception and sharp. His eyes begin to blink so fast, by way of a slight seizure, when their ears reach talks and childlike games are as readable these innocent voices as if they were against it. The echoes of the laughter bounced off the ruins of the imposing house other time, a victim of neglect and time. For a moment regains consciousness and makes it uncontrollable curiosity directed toward the well. Place both hands on the circular wall and stands on tiptoe to see the source of those voices. Left speechless and paralyzed.
Luis continues talking and laughing note had completely forgotten about his little brother. Turn sharply to the site where he had left, while an overwhelming feeling of anxiety overwhelms him. Slowly turn the gaze back to the well and now it was an indescribable fear overwhelms the discovery of a slight leaning towards this figure. Delinquent and walks nervously, as the anguished fear grows with each step draws near, now the image of his brother is clear. Coyly calls it without receiving any response, confused and puzzled by the attitude of his brother, takes his shoulder and extends his gaze to where the child is carefully observed, with an overwhelming fear by noting those disturbing laughter.
Plasma absolute pallor on his face when struck, further opens his astonished eyes. Then an image appears daunting, there smaller abyssal deep swirling bodies, silhouettes made by a haze of blue tinted fluorescent, emitting a song of laughter and tears. His face suddenly transformed when, completely terrified, seen as a flashing red eyes look straight at the time he had climbed most of the wall of the abyss. Only the outline is clear, as black as the deepest darkness that stretched his arms to keep propelling. Begins to shake heavily, making it feel again the shoulder of his brother. Reacts rapidly takes his arm and pulls it while his voice suddenly broken by the terror called his companions to leave immediately. These puzzled by their behavior continues, they had remained oblivious to these events and more meant to challenge, not answered them.
His world, both changed since that fateful day, but who most resented was Luis. His jovial face of a child of eleven years seemed to have been marked. Lucia increasingly withdrawn and absorbed in their world. A week left high school, no longer attending visits, even their classmates, even stopped talking to his parents, who had told them something which happened at night, and they seemed less relevant. This led to further self-absorbed, but always looking for the company.
Little David was best placed Luis noticed the change and he could not sleep well now. On many occasions during the night woke up feeling immobilized, as if someone on it restricted his movement and speech. Not telling anyone not wanting to be ignored as had happened to his brother. These incidents became sensible sleep and allowed to repeatedly listen as Louis crying at midnight. Also heard that voice weak and trembling, sobbing prayed and prayed and lit a lamp with which he always slept. These situations of concern to her little brother who stood up and questioned him no response.
It was a night three months after the incident in "The Plant" that wakes his brother Luis fingering his body.
- What's Luis? - Tells greatly missed by the hour and the fact that after so much time to talk again.
- I want ... I want ... I want you to forgive me brother! - He talks crying - please forgive me ... for being so stupid and so bad brother! - Continued as he embraces.
- Of course I forgive you brother, I do not cry. Tomorrow is your birthday and you forgive all - tells with small tears that mourn him slip by while embracing her slender body and also with their hands.
- Sorry David! And take this rosary to be with you - says while placing it on his neck, it looks at him with his very haggard face, smiles and kisses him gently on the forehead.
Louis died that night so the more strange. David recently reminded of what happened that night. Just remember the unforgettable face of her brother with her large eyes and mouth wide open. They say it was a heart attack and he thought so, until now.
His body is still shaking, I felt four years ago these terrible attacks, but recently became more close and intense. Now sure, there's something about him. Can not reach the lamp, and helpless because they can not scream even louder closes his eyes and begin prayers in his mind. Suddenly I heard talking and laughter, which remind him a distant and tragic. Sobbing hesitate to open your eyes, you may find someone there who can help. Suddenly opening of utter amazement, her heart pounding his chest mad when your mind back those memories. That creepy evil come from so deep had been blinded by his brother's soul, and slowly, he took his, while his eyes still staring at empty and those twinkling eyes and horrific fire. Just met her twelfth birthday.
