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My first memory was when I was just a one year old child. I was in my crib sleeping and I woke up in the early morning and he was there looking at me. It was the first time I saw him with that smile, his small size and his squeaky voice when he pronounced my name. From that moment on he was my playmate for several days, until one night my mother heard me talking and came into my room and saw me sitting playing in my crib. And that same scene repeated itself for several nights in a row, always at the same time.... 3 am.
Worried my mother consulted with a friend, she recommended the following "Light a white candle to the Santo niño de Atoche to keep the goblins away.
So she did and my friend stopped visiting me for a while, but returned after three years. I would get out of bed and go out to play in the living room, the bathroom, the kitchen. There my brothers would find me and scold me, sending me to my room to sleep.
As I grew older, his visits became less frequent, we no longer shared games and he would just stand there looking at me and making jokes to make me laugh.
He has not returned and I think it is because I have lost the ability to see him. I miss him and I don't want to forget him. I know he is real and not a figment of my imagination.
I met him in the garden, he told me that something bad is about to happen, to watch out for St. Patrick's Day. I asked him for details but he disappeared.
Luis, an eighteen year old boy, is sitting reading the letter that came out of a book he had taken from the big library. He wonders who wrote it because it has no name, but it does have a date, March 15, 1950. He keeps it with the intention of making inquiries. He is very curious to know who wrote it and what happened to that person.
He is visiting her aunt Catalina who lives with her husband Jorge Gonzalez, her three children and her brother-in-law Sebastian, in a very old house of the Gonzalez family.
He gathers in the dining room to have dinner with the family. Luis sits between Carlos, a contemporary in age, and Matilda, his fifteen-year-old cousin, a very cheerful and talkative girl. Across from them sit Julian, his older cousin in his twenties, and Uncle Sebastian. Catalina and Jorge occupy the seats at the ends. They are very formal and strict.
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Luis takes the opportunity to say to Carlos in a low voice.
—I have something to show you.
—What is it? —Carlos asks curiously.
—When we finish dinner we go to the library and I show it to you.
They both go to the library but Matilda, who has overheard the conversation, follows them without them noticing her.
When they arrive, she surprises them.
—What do you want to show Carlos?
—What are you doing here Matilda?, no one invited you,
—Carlos asks her angrily.
—Leave her alone Carlos, she can see too, —Luis tells her.
Carlos shows the writing to his cousins. They read it surprised and also want to know more.
—Let's ask my uncle, —says Matilda, —he knows a lot about the history of the family.
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The boys are encouraged and look for Sebastian in the garden, his favorite place.
There they find him pruning the carnations. He has white hair, never married and never had children. He is a very sad man.
When they show him the letter, he is very surprised and turns pale.
—Where did you find this? Is it not possible.
—What's the matter? Why do you say that? —says Carlos.
—This must have been written by my younger brother Alberto. He died when he was 12 years old. It was an accident and as he speaks, his gaze is lost in his memories.
—But what happened uncle? Why didn't we know anything about him? — says Matilda.
—That St. Patrick's Day we were playing in the library because it was raining. We were running on the floor that had been waxed. My mom had already warned us, but we didn't listen to her. I pushed Alberto and he fell and hit his head and was in a coma for five years and then died. It was my fault. But how strange... that's the date of his death. How could he write it down?
The three guys do not understand what happened, but Sebastian keeps thinking about what his brother was telling him about that little being, his childhood friend.
He tries to explain to his nephews and at the end he tells them "And to think that we never believed him"
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That’s beautifully told @popurri and so very sad. There’s a sense of eerie displacement to your tale, as if the “other” world has intruded even for those who can’t see it. Well told ❤️😊🤔
Hello @itsostylish. Thanks for reading and commenting. I liked how you interpreted what I wrote. It's a sad story because it's hard for others to believe what they don't see or understand.
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You write an interesting and intriguing story. We wonder about the contents of the letter and about who wrote it. We get a hint about who wrote it at the end, but we keep wondering what it was about. Hopefully Sebastian is living happily with his leprechaun friend.
Thank you for sharing that story with The Ink Well, we appreciate your engagement in the community by commenting on other writers' stories.
Hello @theinkwell, thank you very much for your comment and your questions.... The letter is the mystery of this story, because it is written by a person who under the reality we know could not have done it. But it is possible that the magic of the leprechaun could have helped.
Greetings 😊🍀
St Patrick's Day is filled with lots of misteries
An interesting but sad story
Hello @cool08. The stories on this subject have been very interesting.
It is really a sad story because it reflects the loneliness and misunderstanding of the protagonist.
A hug and thank you very much.
St. Patrick's Day with a lot of ideas. Wow! Let me say that I like writing style, please continue with good job!
Hello, I love your nice message and it stimulates me to continue writing. Thank you
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So did the mysterious friend write down all these things for everyone to find? I love these types of unsolved stories. They bring so much curiosity to the mind and even bring some old unsolved mysteries back to the forefront of my mind to wonder about! I enjoyed how the beginning of the story starts with the letter. It seems to authenticate what happens next and makes the whole tale more believable and intriguing! Excellent writing here!
Hello @rayt2 . Thanks for your comment. I'm glad you liked it. Best regards 🍀😊