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Luisa Torres: The 'Monster of the Andes'

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Luisa Torres: The 'Monster of the Andes'

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Pedro López is probably one of the most cruel and ruthless murder cases in all human history. The murderer also known as the "Monster of the Andes" is linked to at least 300 violent deaths in Colombia, Peru and Ecuador.

For a decade, López kidnapped, raped and murdered hundreds of girls in broad daylight, most of them indigenous. He tricked them with gifts and then took them to a secluded place to abuse them and finally strangle them. When he was captured some 50 graves of his pre-teen victims were discovered.

The Monster of the Andes was arrested in 1980 and was convicted of the murder of 110 girls in Ecuador. And despite having confessed to another 240 homicides in Colombia and Peru; he was released in 1998 for good behavior. Today his whereabouts are unknown.

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When I was 14 years old, we moved because my house was remodeled. In the apartment where we moved, very strange things happened, exclusively to me and my brother. From hearing footsteps, wounds on my back, strange things that the people who lived in that house did, to a "possible" apparition.
There were so many things and the fear, even though my family and I are very little believers in this kind of things, that I had to leave there with my brother but my parents continued experiencing strange situations after we left but not with the same frequency.
We will never know what happened there and why we never experienced something similar again, to this day I have told this story very few times and when I remember it I wonder what happened there.

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This story is about a paranormal encounter that I found on Google.
I didn't know what I can share with the class, therefore I loocked for a big story online.
Once upon a time (like a fairly story) a little girl went an aunt's house, she was bored and looked for a secluded place to play. When she found it, she was playing near the windows that opened onto a balcony without a railing. She didn't know, and at one point she felt someone grab her and point out the danger she was in... but it wasn't her aunt or her mother, the only people at home.

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Penguin has orthopedic shoes.

At the San Diego Zoo, Lucas is a 4-year-old penguin suffering from a chronic disease common in birds called pododermatitis.

Lucas had a spinal infection due to the disease that prevented him from walking properly and this also meant that he could not be with the other penguins.

The zookeepers have known Lucas since he was an egg and did not like seeing him sad and away from others. They gave him orthopedic boots and this made him walk better, this made Lucas and his keepers happy.

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The story of the boy without feelings - Angélica Chaparro

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The story of the boy without feelings - Angélica Chaparro

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This is the story of the last book I read, it is about a boy who suffers from a disease that consists of the glands of the brain that control emotions, never developed or grew as they should grow and therefore does not have the ability to have feelings like fear, joy, love, sadness. And this story begins with a great tragedy. Suddenly, the boy loses his entire family, and he has to face the world alone, a world that he does not understand and that he has trouble accepting when a person is different. Eventually, he had to experience a lot of discrimination, and a lot of tragedy around him.

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This is my friend's story, I am going to change her name to Lina, so she had a best friend 10 years ago, her name was Patricia and they loved spending time together at Patricia's house because they laughed a lot all the time time, but one day Patricia told Lina that she was very sick and that she was probably going to die because she had lupus. Later, Lina was in treatment but her health was not improving, one day Patricia called Lina on her phone from an unknown number, and they talked a lot, and everything was normal, they laughed a lot and they remembered some funny anecdotes that had happened to them. Suddenly Patricia  just said goodbye to Lina and hung up the phone.
The next day Lina called to Patricia's house and Patricia's sister was crying, then Lina asked for Patricia and patricia's sister told her: Patricia died  two days ago, Lina immediately told her: that's impossible because I talked to her Yesterday, she called me, and Patricia's sister was very confused and Lina didnt believe that Patricia had died, after that Lina went to Patricia's house and the wake was in her living room.

When Lina told me that story she said that Patricia looked a lot like me physically in everything except her hair.

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This is a history that happened to me. When I was 17 years old, me and my friends went in a trip with to páramo de Guacheneque, it is in Villapinzón, Cundinamarca. We were hiking to the Bogotá River headwater. It was a raining, and in a moment, for continue with the trip, we had to climb a little rocky cliff. Eventually, due to the rainy day, some rocks were very slippery. I was very nervous about this, but we began to climb it. Immediately, the rock of I was holding on slipped, and I worried about that because was a  height aproximately 7 meters. Fortunately, we were using a rope for our security, and In a fast moment, I held of this, and nothing happened to me.

Jeison Pacanchique

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This is a true story that happened to my grandmother's family. Her father (my great-grandfather) had a farm in Risaralda, it was big and beautiful, but what was special about it was that a chicken could be heard inside the house, walking through the rooms but always ending up in the same room, so They insisted a lot to my great-grandfather that it was a guaca, he never paid much attention or effort to it, sometimes he along with his workers began to dig to look for it but they did not persevere and left the job half done. Over the years he sold that farm, and the family that arrived did pay attention to this situation, and managed to find the guaca in which they say there was a buried golden hen. for this reason, we must always persevere in our projects

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In the last june 14 from 2014, with a group of friends of the university, we went the hiking for arrive to the black lagoon.
we were preparing the food as sandwich, cookies, snacks, lemonade and water.
The walk started from mongua city. it was hot sun.
we walked first by the highway and then we deviated throught the mountain.
After two hours of walking we arrive to the black lagoon.
When we arrived it was bitterly cold because some children were trowing stones into the lagoon and saiying rude things. Then the sky clouded over and it began to rain drops were falling and the children decided to run away, and in the meantime we wanted to finish turning around to see the fall of water from a waterfall, the surprise was that when the children moved further and further away the sky began to clear and it reflected majestically on some, achieving spectacular photos in each of its moments.
After this gift that the lagoon gave us, we rested, ate and some gentlemen gave us beer and we shared with them.
After an hour we returned to Mongua and learned that the lagoons are truly enchanted and deserve respect.

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10 seconds blank - Daniel Santiago's Story

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10 seconds blank - Daniel Santiago's Story

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This is an own story, a game that could ended in tragedy.
It was around 2015, it was raining when the school finished on a thursday afternoon, i was playing football wit my friends under the rain at a place near to my school; Suddenly i slipped and i beat my head with a concrete floor, immediately one of my friends ran to give me support, I was 10 seconds blank when a friend splashed water on my face and then gave me a little shake on the head.
Eventually, other friend walked me to home, when my mom came for me.