Historia De Terror

Historia de terror
When I was a teenager, several older girls from my school went to an old, deserted plantation house to hold a séance. They sat in a circle on the floor, placed a candle in thecenter and began trying to reach spirits of the dead. For whatever reason, they called upon the spirit of the Headless Horseman. As they held hands and murmured encouragement for the spirit to contactthem, a sudden gusty draft blew through the enormous old room and the candle was extinguished. One of the girls began screaming and screaming in agony. In terror, the other girls grabbed her and theyall ran out of the house. The screaming girl kept sobbing and sobbing, "My back! My back!". The other girls pulled her shirt up to see why she was in such agony and discovered a lash upon her back, asthough someone with a horse whip had dealt her a cruel, warning blow. None of the girls believed that the Horseman ever actually existed, they were just playing around and trying to scare oneanother. But undeniably, something quite terrifying did actually exist and reached out from beyond to either inflict harm or a warning to a group of young girls dabbling in a realm they were obviouslyneither safe nor welcome in there. 
Traducción
Cuando yo era un adolescente, varias niñas mayores de mi escuela fueron a una vieja casa de la plantación abandonada para celebrar una sesión de espiritismo.Se sentaron en un círculo en el suelo, colocaron una vela en el centro y comenzaron a tratar de llegar a los espíritus de los muertos. Por alguna razón, que ellos llamaban al espíritu del jinete sincabeza. A medida que se tomaron de la mano y murmuraron estímulo para el espíritu en contacto con ellos, un viento repentino sopló a través de la enorme sala y la vela se apagó. Una de las chicasempezó a gritar y gritar en agonía. En el terror, las otras chicas la agarraron y todos salieron corriendo de la casa. La niña gritando mantuvo llorando y sollozando, "Mi espalda! Mi espalda!". La otra...