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When the presence I've been so afraid of I didn't even want my breath to be heard revealed itself I didn't know if I should've been scared or surprised, my reaction was a combination of that. My jaw was now relaxed from so much pressure my breath was finally calming down. The pleasure I felt knowing I wasn't in danger was reliving. Then he started talking, but I never thought it would be so difficult. He destroyed everything he came across with.
I told him to say on the floor, he did it, silently. With a raspy but kind of calming voice he started telling me how angry he was about his false body being in a very visited museum, he complained about the disbelief people there had, thinking that body was a real one, "I decided to torment every soul that passed by these streets" he said. His reasons were a surprise but I was really feeling bad for him. However, i preferred convincing him that the body he was despising was a real one, i liked the idea of make that story up better than having a massive ghost in my space. My words came out of my mouth for an hour, he believed me. He told he was going to investigate, I told him goodbye with a confident and proud voice and he walked out the room without making a single sound, he didn't open the door. I planned moving out the next morning so I wouldn't have to give him explanations, such an exhausting labor to explain my lies to a ghost. Fortunately, I would never cross a ghost again.

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In front of my eyes, an unusual figure not human the size of a huge, what struck me was his black eyes. It was scary to look at him in a way direct.
I wanted to run away but, I did remember a discovery about people that found a petrified giant body buried, and it only was a farce, so I wait.
That extraordinary ghost started talking nonsense until I thought he had crazy. My mind was about completely to explode from that paranormal situation.
He flew everywhere throwing a lot of things at me of nothing.
I screamed:-because life is extremely cruel?-
Like any ordinary person I wanted to sleep, but destiny is illogical.

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I see him, again.. A rush of fear washed over me! I thought again that it is a dream  But I see him so clearly and vivid that I discard that idea.
He was calm, with a spark of darkness in his eyes, the opposite of me. I don't know what to do. I hear the rapid beat of my heart, I need to get out of here right now, I thought. But my legs don't move, my body is paralyzed from the fear that I feel
He gets closer to me, so close that I felt darkness invade me.
I want to run, but I know that if I move he will attack me. So I decided to take a risk and try to talk with him.

"What do you want from me? -  Do you want to kill me? - " I asked. But he doesn't respond.
I feel how my body sweat and shake. My thoughts don't allow me to think clearly. My mind can't think anything else that I am gonna die. The paranoia is killing me. If he doesn't do it, my madness will.
I try to stand up to get out of there, but my body weights and my thoughts too. Then I felt it, as my eyes closed and my head went off until I heard nothing.

The sound of a machine came to my ears. I knew that sound.
I try hard to open my eyes, but it hurts. When I finally can do it, I see my little brother standing next to me. I saw him yelling for the doctor.
"Doctor Stocolme, he woke up!"
"What happened?" I asked to my brother. "How did I get here?"
"I found you lying on the floor of your room, your head was bleeding." Then I started to remember.
"The Cardiff brother! He come back to kill me!" - My heart started racing.
"What?" - He looked at me suspiciously. "Oh god! You did it again." - He sat down again. - " You stopped taking the medication, didn't you?"
"No!? It's not the medicine! Believe me.. I saw him, I saw that ghost."
"Stop it, Its not a ghost. You want yo believe that" He left me there and I tried to get up to run away. I knew what would happen and I would not go back there.
My legs were weak and I couldn't stand up properly. I see how the doctors entered my room.

"No, please brother. To that place again no" - The doctors put me on the stretcher. "He is real, I swear!"
But again my words weren't heard. Apparently the Cardiff only lives in me and he will torment me forever.
the end.
Guadalupe Moreno