THE PHANTOM OF THE FARM
Moonshine would not remain for ever in such instant. The most terrifying moment of my life was about to happen.
Suddenly, my sister talked to me nervously.
-Who's that?
She pointed a place near a tree.
-What?
I replied curiously while I turned my head.
We saw a guy. A lonely one. He was wearing common clothes. He seemed to be a twenty-year-old man, just like our cousin. However, he was not our cousin! In the middle of the night, in the middle of the last day of the year, there was a strange guy looking at us. Yes!: he was firmly focused on us. He was immobile.
Nevertheless, my sister and I ignored him for a while. We kept walking the dog.
The night was really dark. The only light which could be seen was the one from the farm. That's why stars could have been seen. I did. I saw them!
About five minutes went by. The guy was still there. He was quite quiet. He still looked at us.
Inside my thoughts, I was wondering how a lonely man could be quiet in a unknown place -because we did not know someone with his characteristics- in the middle of a familiar celebration. How was it possible?
We started to scare.
At last I opened my mouth:
-That guy does not move!, what's going on here?!
Moonshine would not remain for ever in such instant. The most terrifying moment of my life was about to happen.
Suddenly, my sister talked to me nervously.
-Who's that?
She pointed a place near a tree.
-What?
I replied curiously while I turned my head.
We saw a guy. A lonely one. He was wearing common clothes. He seemed to be a twenty-year-old man, just like our cousin. However, he was not our cousin! In the middle of the night, in the middle of the last day of the year, there was a strange guy looking at us. Yes!: he was firmly focused on us. He was immobile.
Nevertheless, my sister and I ignored him for a while. We kept walking the dog.
The night was really dark. The only light which could be seen was the one from the farm. That's why stars could have been seen. I did. I saw them!
About five minutes went by. The guy was still there. He was quite quiet. He still looked at us.
Inside my thoughts, I was wondering how a lonely man could be quiet in a unknown place -because we did not know someone with his characteristics- in the middle of a familiar celebration. How was it possible?
We started to scare.
At last I opened my mouth:
-That guy does not move!, what's going on here?!
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