"Final 19 AND MEET FIRST GHOST. PART IV"

 If I could take back the upcoming event. I would not, as those collapsing moments of reality sometimes save you from death. "19 AND MEET FIRST GHOST. PART IV"

I head to Tia Josefina's bedroom. Pass her living room. When I enter her bedroom, the room its about 12 p.m. The room becomes flooded with a blue light. I can see out her bedroom window and folks walking by. I crouch and turn to look at the doorway to the adjoining room. All the time, I can not stop myself from walking to the doorway. Am slapping the wall with my left hand as searching for a light? I am trying to yell, but nothing comes out. I know something is horribly wrong. Can not stop from entering the doorway, totally crouched. Have never been so frightened. I freeze, there sitting on a bed is an old woman with white hair, black and white checkered skirt. White blouse and black thin sweater. She is looking straight head to the bathroom in front of her. I then see her eyes. She has none. Just two gaping black holes. She slowly turns her head at me, and that's when I scream.

I was yelling my wife's name when Tia Jose and my wife ran into the room to grab me. I was holding a rosary that must gabbed off the night-table as I headed into that doorway. Tia Jose reached and lowered my arm, holding the rosary pointing at the bed. She giggled, saying my mother passed six years ago and won't hurt you, like the others. She adds, "You Americans see too many movies".

Mexico City DF



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