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Al día siguiente Carlos fue a la casa de Mónica por su chaqueta, el toco la puerta y le abrió una señora, él le pregunto que si estaba Mónica y ella le dijo que ella había muerto hace 5 años, él no le creía y la señora le dijo que fuera al cementerio a ver latumba de ella, él fue y ahí estaba la tumba de ella y encima estaba la chaqueta de él, Carlos asustado cogió su chaqueta y se fue corriendo a contarle a su amigo.
Después deesto Carlos no volvió a hablar con desconocidas.
FIN
A long time ago in the cold night one men called Carlos went to a party with a friend to a bar of Canada, it was close to 12 Pm when a beautiful girl called Monica came in abar and sat down alone in the table, when Carlos saw her alone invited her to dance and have a beer with her, Monica was very cold and Carlos gave her his jacket, where the girl was going to go Carlos offered to carry her on his motorcycle, when they arrived at her house Carlos told him that morning she came by the jacket.
The next day Carlos went to the home of Monica for his jacket, he knockedon the door and opened a madam, he asked him if it was Monica and she told him that she had died 5 years ago, he doesn't believed and the lady told him to go to the cemetery to see the tomb of her, his jacket was on the tomb. Carlos was very scared and when to talk with his friend.
After this Carlos did not speak with strangers.
The End!
Legend of La Llorona
Legendhas it that in a faraway village lived a young woman with her three little children, all going well, the kids were very happy and his mother loved him dearly. but a rainy winter night something terrible happened.
As I say, that night, came home the father who had abandoned long ago. Without him the family was happy and that night their cries and drunkenness was noted again in the house, not tomention the brutal beatings that both children and mothers suffer. She had always prayed that never come back again, but fate decreed otherwise.
With their hatred, bounced man punched the door and went screaming that everyone was to receive it, the kids were terrified, hid and mother, for the sake of their children, came face to face with her husband. The woman suffered a stroke that lefther senseless for several hours. When she woke up, looked for their children in every corner of the house but neither children nor her husband were anywhere, desperate, the storm ran crying and screaming his name, spent days, months, years, years .. .
Until one night he died of sadness, no one knew anything about children, no one saw them anymore, their bodies did not show any sign of the man orwho took them.
Since then it is said that his spirit rest in peace and every night you can hear him mourn and lament with sadness around an estuary. Women run to hide behind
their children, because they have that they can bring crybaby to be happy again.
La leyenda de La Llorona
Cuenta la leyenda que en un pueblo lejano vivía una mujer joven con sus tres pequeños hijos , todo va bien ,los niños estaban muy felices y su madre lo amaba entrañablemente . pero una noche lluviosa de invierno ocurrió algo terrible .
Como digo , esa noche , llegó a casa el padre que había abandonado hace mucho tiempo. Sin él la familia era feliz y esa noche sus gritos y borracheras se observó de nuevo en la casa , por no hablar de las brutales palizas que tanto los niños como las madres sufren ....
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