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THE CHILDREN OF DARKNESS AND LIGHT

What if this love is destined for failure? Will Francesca and Alexander be happy when they find out the truth? Can the love they have overcome the hatred their parents have? This is one of several doubts that both Francesca and Alexander would be asking throughout history. They met on earth, far from their parents' confrontation and unaware of their true origins. Little by little, they begin to get to know each other more thoroughly; to the point where they become best friends and as time goes by, they fall in love. When they are about to get married, they learn a cruel truth, and that is that Francesca is the daughter of Satan and Alexander is the son of God. They must decide between two possibilities that they have in front of them. The first possibility is to marry without caring about anything or anyone, and the second possibility is not to marry and put an end to that immense and intense love that does nothing but grow every day. What decision should they make? Will they be happy? Will blood be stronger than love?

VULCANO · Urban
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51 Chs

VERÓNICA IN THE MIRROR

Before telling the following story, I will leave you in writing, what this legend is about, which is real, and I witnessed it, along with my eight friends and two of my friends, external to us.

The legend of Veronica is one of the most popular among those who enjoy that chill of terror down their back. Again, its origin and authorship remain unknown.

The story goes that a girl named Veronica participated in an Ouija session, without taking the invocation seriously and was killed in strange circumstances in front of all the participants.

According to one version, since the story varies depending on where it is heard, a chair flew across the room and struck the young woman from behind, causing her death.

Another version points out that it was a pair of scissors that flew off and caused the death of the young woman by stabbing.

What is common to all is the ritual that this story entails. According to the prophecy, if you pronounce Veronica's name three or nine times (depending on the version), with a book - which is usually the Bible - and open scissors, the ghost of the young woman appears behind your reflection and kills you.

Another of the most widespread versions among lovers of the afterlife is that the mirror is fogged up and the date of your death appears, which, on many occasions, is that same day.

Also, it is said that when you pronounce Veronica in front of the mirror a certain number of times, the doors and windows of the room are closed, and the figure of a young woman ends up murdering you. As it is commonly said: Curiosity killed the cat.

It was two months before they wanted to go out to parties again because they did not want to be with anyone other than themselves.

They began to leave little by little, without attracting much attention from anyone, so that they do not ask them what happened that day their best friend died.

Within a month, they returned to the life they had before all that happened and, they attended parties more often.

As usual, at parties, they have the habit of playing strange things and one of those games is the OUIJA.

The person who was dying to play was called Katherine Callaghan, the friend of Francesca Cartwright, Satine, Peter, Agnes, Sabrine, Drake, Conrad, Bentley, and Aldous.

Playing OUIJA has become popular with children and much more if they play it at parties, with the intention of invoking spirits.

It is true, and the most disturbing thing is that everyone played OIUJA, without considering the consequences of playing something as dangerous as that.

The few times they have wanted to play OUIJA, they heard a voice saying no because it was dangerous.

Those voices were that of Satan, Lilith, their demons, and allies, who tried to protect them as much as possible.

We went to the party of a friend of ours named Beth Donovan. Everything was going well until they decided to play OUIJA.

They excused themselves because, they thought that, by playing that, it is as if they were invoking the Devil and his demons and for that reason, they stepped aside.

While they were in a corner, watching as they were playing OUIJA, they decided that they had seen enough; so, they left that place, to explore other corners of the house.

They were all playing OUIJA; except for, Mary Johnson, a close friend of ours.

None of us nine understood well what was happening, but we could feel the presence of Alexander Williams, Brayden, Jonás, Millicent, Aalis, Jehanne, Luther, Beatrice, Cecily, Margery, and Melisende and we know that they felt us too.

They did not know how long they were away from them; they did not hear any noise; they did not know where they were or how far they were from the place.

The worst of all is that everything was dark and too quiet that they have decided to return to our respective homes.

They called our respective parents to pick them up and when they arrived at the place, they also noticed that everything was completely silent and dark.

After two days, they met Katherine Callaghan at school. As they approached her, they noticed how extremely pale and nervous, which, seemed strange to them because she was not like that.

They did not want to ask him, at that moment, what was happening to him because, it did not seem like the right time to do it; so, all they could do was wait until she decided to tell them what was wrong with her.

Katherine Callaghan, waited for them after school, to be able to speak with each of them and tell them what was really happening to them.

When he started with the story, they decided not to speak; far from it, make noise, regardless of anything or anyone.

At that moment, she decided to start with the terrifying tale:

"At first, everything seemed to be going well, while we were playing OUIJA but, after a few minutes, things changed.

One of our friends who wanted to see if the legend of Verónica is true took a Bible, also took a pair of scissors and opened them, and finally, pronounced Verónica's name nine times. "

Katherine Callaghan paused and immediately, we could notice the terror that our friend was feeling at that moment. After a long pause, he continued with the story:

"After saying Veronica's name, nothing out of the ordinary happened, we all decided to do the exact same thing."

She paused again as if it pained him to remember that moment and after that, he continued with the story:

"After we all did the exact same thing, all the lights went out and after a few minutes later the lights came on, and with it, the ghost of Veronica appeared.

One by one, Veronica, began to snip them to death, according to how they, our friends, including myself, have done that ritual.

Four of our friends were not only killed with snips; but also, he threw the chair at them, splitting them in half.

Those of us who were still alive started running from one place to another, screaming for help and nothing.

We were so desperately desperate to survive that we began to break windows and doors but, without any kind of result.

There was no type of result because, Verónica closed and sealed everything, although I do not know how she did it, he did.

In each death, we could hear a macabre laugh, coming from her and that, scared us too much.

We were really scared that the only thing we could do is pray for our souls and we have written letters to our respective families, asking for forgiveness for everything.

Since she had not reached us, we thought that he had forgotten us, but it was not like that.

What Verónica wanted was for us to feel relaxed and think that to be able to act freely, and she did.

In a matter of seconds, Veronica came to us and started killing us in the same way as the rest.

When I realized that there was only me left, I felt a terrible panic that, I would not know how to explain.

Veronica saw me, laughed at me, and killed me, at the point of scissors. If you look closely, everyone except you and Mary Johnson is dead.

Get closer to each one of us and you will see how we really look, and you will convince yourself that, really, we are all dead".

And we did. With Mary Johnson's company, because we had to tell her the story, we began to look closely at each of our friends and classmates and we realized that they were dead.

We did not know what to do. What I remember is that when I woke up, I was in the madhouse, with Mary Johnson.

The only thing we could do is, swear that they would never mention anything about what happened and that they would bury it forever.

And they do it like that."

With each experience they had, they grew stronger and more insensitive to the pain of others.