quinta-feira, 1 de abril de 2010

The Gravedigger Macabro.

























This story is true and happened in Santa Luzia do Norte, ES interior of the Holy Spirit. When I was young me and my friends playing live on the outskirts of the village who lived in the time around 1000 inhabitants. Sometimes we visited the outskirts of the small cemetery, which had an old door of rotten wood that shook with the noise of the wind, the gravedigger of the place was always with a swollen hand weeding in between, I met his family and everyone had a reputation to least one of drunkards whose name was Ed, who only drank coffee and water. My father always dead cow to the butcher and he always took me to help clean the bowels, I confess that I was missing at the start to vomit, but over time got used to the smell of cow dung. One day, if I remember correctly in a Friday, we woke early. It's still dark when we see a bizarre figure around the slaughterhouse was dismayed that figure said nothing appeared to concentrate on something that troubled him inside. My father was surprised but did not initiate a conversation my father tied the cow and gave a blow on the head with an ax and a coup de grace in the heart was blood everywhere. Suddenly, the clerk jumped up and pushed my father and put his mouth in the splash of blood was still warm, seemed to drink the animal soul of my father and I widened my eyes with an insane and macabre attitude and the sacristan seemed unhappy jive with the reddish liquid that flowed from his mouth now red. After drinking almost a liter of blood from the man left without saying a word, and disappeared into the mist of dawn. I was horrified and spread to my friends what happened on this day we all had fear of the gravedigger gravedigger called it the vampire, the news spread like an epidemic and everyone started to get curious about the acts that the gravedigger. One day our loved one died hours before the funeral and the undertaker was open as usual, I was lurking just out of curiosity, then I saw a macabre scene the gravedigger dug in a place that someone had buried before the carcass was exposed on the earth and the undertaker has a bottle of rum he drank before opening the tomb, had the skull of the skeleton clean - inside and put him and drank rum long drinks, coconut water seemed to enjoy the summer that shook even the act simply something that seemed extinct evil, because he said some words I did not understand, after reciting them laugh after he was digging also expressed normally. And so for many years, every time someone died, he took one skull and drank and recited the same words strange laugh hows it were a ritual or something. People were scared or afraid to eliminate it. One day the doorbell rang the people already commented, another party, for the better, who kicked the bucket serádesta time? To the surprise of all was the gravedigger who had just died a victim of cirrhosis who had given him the rum. While father was mourned by few relatives, the youngest son went to the papers of his father was already dead when I came across a booklet in a black cloak curiosity seized the young man who leaves foleou some dark red letters, which made their hands bleed like inesplicavelmente who was wounded by a razor also the boy's eyes reddened as a kind of trance and that the young man went to the cemetery opened a deep hole took the ancient skull and filled with rum as his old father was taken a sip, then another and played rest in your head like a macabre baptism uttered the same words uttered his father already dead since consummating the macabre ritual of inheriting the legacy of his father only left to themselves the miserable fate of the gravedigger who had cursed the task of bringing souls to Lucifer to the gates of hell. Then they took the old gravedigger and thrown into the den for his eternal rest in the almost dark abyss. They say that even today when someone dies, the night comes to drinking rum old gravedigger in ancient skull that once he had found ...


Uésley Santos Autor:. (Arcanjo Pereira).

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