Ingeniero

The school of terror
After to use as a school, the place had been used by a religious group.
Apparently, when donated this house, the state took it without asking too many questions, becausenobody knows what religion they belonged, or what they were doing there.
The house, now school is outside the village, but from the courtyard you can see the houses, if followed the line of sight path,the rest of the landscape is countryside, hills and mountains that are green in some caves, where crows fly often.
A school that I attended. The few students who went there, and probably the teachersalso felt something strange to school, gave us bad impression. I remember at recess we used to talk about how frightening it would spend the night there, and we just thought shake and tumble to thewindows, where more than one time someone thought he saw something.

A cold winter day had a terrifying experience that still makes me remember a certain terror.
It rained for several days. Fields,half flooded, dyed gray cloud that seemed to go down to the hills and hid the sun completely, keeping the light of day under a sunset.
Most students were missing, that day we were only five. Near theend of the class broke out in the rain: white, compact, loud, but no lightning or thunder, but rain, and fall vertically, as at that dreadful day until the wind had dropped out of that landscape.
Theteacher wrote something on the blackboard, I was distracted watching the jets of water that fell from the roof of the porch. Suddenly, we heard a knock that echoed throughout the school, and then ahoarse voice and serious singing, and the sound reverberated on the walls, or out of them. Instinctively we gathered in the center of the room, I cried the teacher, or was a student, the time wasterribly frightening. That song, resembling the Gregorian chant, was increasing in intensity. We did not understand what he said, seemed to be in Latin, or some other dead language, but mixed in with...