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Pablo stood at the edge of La Playa de los Dedos, staring at the giant stone hand emerging from the sand. The cold wind whipped his face, and the sun dipped low over the horizon, casting long shadows across the beach. To everyone else, this sculpture was a tourist attraction, a curious piece of art. But to Pablo, it was a symbol of the past-of a betrayal he could never forgive.

Years ago, he and Lucas were inseparable, partners in both business and friendship.

Together, they had built a thriving company, with promises of wealth and success. But Lucas had been greedy. He betrayed Pablo, stealing both their profits and his girlfriend, Clara. That day had shattered Pablo's life.

The Dedos stood as a reminder of how Lucas had clawed his way to the top, leaving Pablo buried beneath the weight of his deceit. And now, Pablo was back, not for closure, but for vengeance.

He had carefully planned every detail. For weeks, he had followed Lucas, learning his routines, waiting for the right moment.

Tonight was perfect. Lucas had rented a beachfront villa, just a stone's throw away from the monument. He was there alone, celebrating another successful deal, unaware that his past was about to catch up to him.

Under the cover of darkness, Pablo made his way to the villa, the ocean's waves crashing in the background. His heart raced !, but his

mind was clear. As he approached the door, he could hear the clinking of glasses from inside. Lucas was toasting to his stolen success, his ill-gotten fortune.

With a swift motion, Pablo entered, finding Lucas sitting in the dimly lit room. Their eyes met, and for a moment, time froze. Lucas's smile faded, replaced by a look of shock and fear.

"Pablo... I didn't know you were-" Lucas started, but Pablo cut him off.

Melanie mendoza

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Once upon a time, there was a young man named Fuminori Sakisaka, a brilliant medical student whose life changed in an instant. A car accident on Camino de los Gauchos, a road in Maldonado, shattered his world. He survived, but what came after was far worse than death. After brain surgery to save his life, Fuminori awoke to discover that the world he knew had vanished. His eyes now saw a distorted reality, a nightmare of rotting flesh and indescribable horrors. Everything familiar – the streets, the houses, even the people – now appeared before him as amorphous monsters and grotesque landscapes. He was trapped in a reality that seemed ripped straight from the depths of hell.

The suffering was constant. No one around him could understand the torment he endured every day, and he began to isolate himself from his friends and his normal life, unable to bear the monstrous vision of the world around him. But one day, amidst this nightmarish landscape, a light appeared, a different figure. She was a young girl named Sata. To Fuminori, Saya was the only beautiful thing in a world of horrors. She was perfect, with a sweet and innocent appearance. She became his only refuge, his only reason to keep living. In a world where everything else had become an abyss of terror, Saya was his anchor.

But Saya was no ordinary girl. She didn’t belong to this world. In fact, Saya was something far more strange and dangerous. A being from another plane of existence, a creature beyond human comprehension. To everyone else’s eyes, Saya was nothing more than an abomination, an indescribable monster. But Fuminori, with his distorted perception, saw her as a beautiful and perfect girl. Saya, like Fuminori, was alone in a world she didn’t understand. She sought answers, searching for her "father," the scientist who had brought her into this human world.

Over time, Fuminori and Saya became inseparable. He, desperate to escape the madness of his own perception, accepted Saya without question. He didn’t care what Saya did or what she really was. As long as he could be with her, nothing else mattered. But what Fuminori didn’t see — or didn’t want to see — was that Saya was doing terrible things in her search for answers. Innocent humans became her victims, transformed into horrific monsters through her cruel experiments.

On the other hand, Fuminori’s friends began to worry about him. Koji, his best friend, and Omi, Koji’s girlfriend, couldn’t understand why Fuminori had become so distant. They suspected something was terribly wrong, but they could never have imagined the horror that was unfolding. When Omi decided to get too close to the truth, Saya transformed her into a monstrous creature, leading to her inevitable demise. Koji, devastated by Omi’s disappearance, knew he had to confront his friend to uncover the truth.

The situation spiraled out of control. Ryoko Tanbo, a psychiatrist treating Fuminori, also discovered the truth. Saya was not human; she was a creature that didn’t belong to this world. A being that had come to Earth with abilities far beyond human understanding. Her existence represented an unimaginable danger. As Koji and Ryoko delved deeper into the horrors that Fuminori and Saya had unleashed, the tension mounted, and the final confrontation became inevitable.

Then came the climax. Koji, armed with the truth and determined to face the monstrosity his friend had allowed into the world, confronted Fuminori. In the darkness of that final night, the fate of everyone was sealed.

The true ending of this story, one that few would dare to imagine, shows how love, despair, and the inhuman can combine to destroy the world as we know it. Fuminori, now irreparably consumed by his connection with Saya, chooses to stay with her. Saya, seeking to reproduce and expand her species, releases her spores into the world, transforming humans into creatures like her. In her final experiment, the world begins to change. The cities, the people, everything starts to rot and mutate under Saya’s influence. And thus, the world descends into a nightmare beyond human comprehension.

Fuminori, happy and blinded by his love, accepts this fate. To him, as long as Saya is with him, the end of the world doesn’t matter. Humanity, as we once knew it, has come to an end. The future now belongs to the monstrous creatures Saya has created.

This is the story of Saya no Uta, a tale of love and horror, of the fragility of the human mind and the limits of morality. In the end, what we see, what we feel, what we love... it all depends on perspective. And for Fuminori, in a world of nightmares, Saya was his only dream come true. But for the rest of the world, she was the embodiment of the worst kind of horror.

Autor: Ignacion Pereyra.

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In the heart of Maldonado, Uruguay, stood the MAR Museum, a space dedicated to the region’s maritime
history. It was a quiet October afternoon, and the sunlight streamed through the windows, illuminating the
displays of miniature ships and marine fossils. Among the visitors was Sofía, a young artist with a passion
for the sea and its legends.
Sofía had heard rumors about an ancient map hidden in the museum, a map that supposedly pointed to the
location of a treasure sunk in the ocean’s depths. Intrigued, she decided to investigate as she explored the
museum’s halls. While examining a display case that held artifacts from ancient shipwrecks, she noticed a
peculiar detail on one of the miniature ships: a small symbol engraved at the base, which seemed to match
a drawing in a book of marine legends she had brought with her.
Driven by curiosity, Sofía approached the museum’s curator, Don Andrés, an elderly man with vast
knowledge of the region’s maritime history. She told him about the symbol and the map, and to her
surprise, Don Andrés smiled. “That’s a story that has fascinated many,” he said. “The map has been lost
for years, but it’s said to be connected to the shipwrecks off the Uruguayan coast.”
With Don Andrés’s support, Sofía began her research. They spent days poring over old documents and
navigation charts until they finally found a reference to an old map that mentioned a shipwreck called
“The Heart of the Sea.” The legend told of a ship, laden with gold and jewels, that had sunk in a fierce
storm.
Determined to follow the lead, Sofía organized an expedition with several friends, including a passionate
diver named Julián. Together, they ventured to the coast of Maldonado, where the legend indicated the
treasure might be found. After hours of searching in the water, Julián finally made a discovery: the
remains of a sunken ship, covered in sand and algae.
With hearts pounding in excitement, they dove in and, after exploring, found wooden chests encrusted
with coral. When they managed to open one of the chests, they didn’t find gold but something even more
valuable: a set of journals written by the ship’s captain, detailing his voyages and dreams of adventure
around the world.
Sofía and her team realized that the true treasure was the story they had uncovered, as well as the bond
they had formed with each other and with the history of their land. Upon returning to the MAR Museum,
they presented the journals, which would be preserved and displayed for future generations.
The echo of their laughter and the spirit of adventure they had shared filled the museum, reminding them
that true riches are often not of gold but in the stories we carry in our hearts. And so, the MAR Museum
became a guardian not only of artifacts but of dreams and legends that live on in the souls of those who

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kevin fernandez y seba larrosa

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DALL·E 2024-10-29 13.41.40 - Una joven de piel blanca y cabello rojo, vestida con ropa sencilla, rodeada de antiguos barcos de madera y grandes fósiles de animales marinos. Ella e

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Jorge and Alex are taking a short walk through La Bara.

"Jorge"-What a beautiful night. "Alex" - You're right, it's

a tranquil night. Suddenly they see a man on the

edge of the bridge, they are surprised and run but it

is too late, they know how the man falls. "Jorge" - It can't be that man. thrown off

the bridge Can you

believe it!"Alex"-it can't be possible if you haven't

heard the water splashing. They see a light emerging

from the water and begin to hear a mysterious

voice."?"-I WAS HAPPY BEFORE "Alex"-But what

happened to you? "I was happy before. The strange

boys thought (But what happened to him?) Suddenly

the mysterious light disappeared and they heard a

rustle in the wind." "-Thank you for spending time with

me, Alex and Jorge. The naked boys crossed that bridge

at night.

made by

Diago Perez.

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DALL·E 2024-10-29 13.28.54 - An atmospheric night scene on a wooden bridge over a calm river. Two 

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Two tourists, Mia and Lana, visit a cemetery in Salto, Uruguay, drawn by the eerie legend of the Ghost ofFire, a spirit said to haunt the graveyard. Lana is hesitant, reminding Mia of the danger, but Mia insistsit's just a myth and enters the cemetery despite her friend's warnings. As they walk deeper into thegraveyard, strange noises start to surround them, growing louder and more unsettling.Mia, intrigued by an old, charred grave, approaches it, and suddenly, the ground trembles. From thegrave, a fiery figure rises—the legendary Ghost of Fire. The ghost lunges at Mia, engulfing her in itsflames. Mia screams for help as the heat becomes unbearable. Lana, terrified but determined, remembersthe legend's detail: the ghost's flames can be extinguished with water.Lana rushes to a nearby fountain, fills a bucket with water, and races back to Mia. As the ghost closes inon her friend, Lana hurls the water onto the fiery figure. With a deafening hiss, the flames die out, and theGhost of Fire disappears into smoke, leaving only the smoldering remains of the grave.Mia and Lana, shaken but safe, leave the cemetery. The ghost is gone, but as they walk away, Mia can'thelp but feel a flicker of unease, as if the legend may not be over after all. Matias diaz

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José Roberto and English

José Roberto was a 14 year old teenager living in Montevideo. He struggled to

understand English, which made him feel frustrated and isolated while his classmates

enjoyed their lessons. His true passions were Spanish and computer

science, subjects in which he excelled.

After another difficult English class, he sat in a park in his neighborhood and

reflected on his situation. He decided to talk to his mother and asked to stop

studying English. She, understanding his frustration, supported him and encouraged

him to focus on his interests.

By leaving English behind, José Roberto began to enjoy his Spanish classes more and

immersed himself in the world of computer science. He learned that everyone has their

own path and that it's okay to let go of what doesn't make him happy, finding his

place in Montevideo, filled with new opportunities and passions.

Thiago Pereira

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The school in Montevideo was at least 78 years old, and several generations of his family, as well as some of the most important people in the city, had passed through it. In recent years, some suspicious events had occurred at the school, and the children wouldn’t stop saying that a ghost appeared in the hallways and in the empty classrooms. As the days went by, the unease in the school grew. Rumors about the ghost began to fill the children with fear, as they claimed to have seen shadows in the hallways and heard whispers at night. The teachers, initially skeptical, started to notice changes in the students’ behavior: some refused to stay at school after classes, while others huddled in.

Valentín ARRIOLA

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The Vanishing Guest

The warm summer breeze drifted through the windows of a beach house in Punta del Este, Uruguay. Luca, Mateo, Camila, Sofía, and Javier were celebrating their vacation with music, drinks, and laughter. Everything was perfect—until a knock at the door interrupted the night.

Javier opened it to find a man standing there. "I’m Bruno," the stranger said. "A friend of your cousin." Javier welcomed him inside, and soon, Bruno charmed the group with stories, cocktails, and music. He fit in almost too easily, though Luca remained wary, especially noticing how Bruno seemed drawn to Sofía.

When midnight came, everyone went to bed—except for Bruno and Sofía, who stayed on the terrace, talking under the stars.

The next morning, Luca woke to find the front door open. Bruno and Sofía were gone, and Sofía’s phone and purse were still in the house. Panic spread as the group searched the area, but there was no sign of them.

“Maybe she left with him,” Mateo suggested.

“Without her things?” Camila shot back, shaking her head. “She wouldn’t just disappear like that.”

Hours later, just as they were about to call the police again, the gate creaked open. Sofía stumbled in barefoot and dazed, her clothes wrinkled, as if she had slept on the beach.

“What happened?” Luca asked urgently.

Sofía struggled to remember. “We were walking... Bruno told me strange things. He knew personal things about us, things no stranger could know.” She shivered. “Then, everything went black.”

The group exchanged uneasy glances. “We need to check the photos,” Camila said, grabbing her phone. She flipped through the pictures from the night before and found a group shot on the terrace.

They all leaned in. Bruno wasn’t in the picture.

“But he was sitting right here,” Sofía whispered, pointing to an empty spot beside her. “I remember him.”

A heavy silence fell over them. If Bruno wasn’t in the photo—had he ever really been there?

They left the beach house the next morning, too unnerved to stay. As Luca drove away, he glanced in the rearview mirror. For just a second, he thought he saw a figure on the terrace, waving goodbye.

End.

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María, a 26-year-old woman, was driving alone on the road to Durazno, heading back to her hometown. She was lost in her thoughts, remembering old times, and her last message to her mother: "See you in a few hours."

While she drove, an animal suddenly crossed the road. Trying to avoid it, she lost control of her car and crashed into a tree. That night, a heavy storm covered the road, and María never made it home.

Over time, travelers began to say that on stormy nights, a figure appears along the road, as if trying to find her way back.

Some believe it's María, caught in a final journey that she was never able to

creador :lautaro pereira

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In a small village called San Ignacio, located near the Hill of Souls in Uruguay, legend has it that on full moon nights, the restless souls of those who died tragically wander the hill. One full moon night, Mateo and Lucía decide to venture into the Hill of Souls, defying Don Julián's warnings. As they delve deeper into the hill, the atmosphere becomes oppressive; the wind whispers forgotten names and shadows dance among the trees.Suddenly, they feel a chilling presence. A spectral figure appears, with a gaunt face and empty eyes. Lucía, terrified, suggests they should turn back, but Mateo, driven by curiosity, tries to communicate with the spirit. In doing so, he discovers that it is the soul of a young man who died tragically on the hill.The spirit, anguished, reveals that he is trapped in an eternity of suffering, and his torment stems from the fact that no one has honored his memory. Aware of the young man's suffering, Mateo has an idea: they must organize a ritual in the village to remember him and grant him peace. They return to the village and, along with Don Julián, gather the neighbors to pay tribute to the young man. During the ritual, they share his story, light candles, and offer flowers to the hill. As they do, they feel the air lighten, and a whisper of gratitude envelops the place.That night, the hill is calm for the first time in decades. Mateo and Lucía return home with a lesson about respecting the stories of the past and the power of memory. From then on, the Hill of Souls becomes a place of reflection and peace, where restless souls finally find their rest.

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2 personajes una chica un un chico en un cerro a media noche con algún espíritu 