Niña¿como estas?¿como te ha ido? Ha pasado tiempo desde la última vez que nos vimos - le dije. Su mirada transmitía una frialdad que asustaba. Estoy bien y a ti ¿como te va?- Bien respondi con recelo- ¿Podrias ayudarme?. Hace más de un año que busco a mi familia, me han dicho que regresaron al pueblo y que tengo un hermano pequeno, ¿sabes algo?- continúo- ¿Y donde haz estado que los haz perdido de vista? Sinceramente ignoraba que estuvieran aquí.

El soplido del viento cegó mis ojos y erizó toda mi piel. Recobré los sentidos y vi como Amanda se alejaba como en estampida.- Amanda espera, fue lo único que alcancé a decir mientras veía como se alejaba. Extraño fue que a pesar de la claridad de la luna ví que su sombra no la acompañaba. Detrás de ella se movía un hilo de polvo.

Me quedé por un momento estática sin saber que hacer, retomé mi camino apresurando el paso, en mi mente se dibujaba la cara de Amanda y su fabuloso disfraz realista.

Al llegar al pueblo me esperaban mis amigos, todos lucían exelentes. Pilar iba de bruja, Richard vestía un elegante disfraz de Garfio, Ronal era una momia egipcia y a Raquel se le ocurrio un perfecto esqueleto. Yo habia escogido el disfraz de la misma muerte. Habíamos agotado todos los recursos para hacer una buena representación.

Amanda regresó al pueblo, ¿vieron el tipo de disfraz que lleva? , me dirigí al grupo en tono de burla, después de llenar a todos de polvo blanco debido a mi atuendo.Todos hicieron un absoluto silencio, sólo se escuchaban las melodias terroríficas que salían de los altavoces de la vecindad.- ¿Por qué me ven de ese modo a caso he dicho un disparate?. Amanda realmente daba miedo parecía uno de los fieles difuntos jajaja.- Emely en serio, ¿viste a Amanda?, dijo Pilar con una cara de pocos amigos. Si, lo juro y porque me miran así, no van a decirme que ocurre?

Emely, Amanda fue a trabajar a Paris después de que nos graduaramos, ella y su familia decidieron mudarse alli, dos años después ella falleció en extrañas circunstancias, hace un año la familia regresó al pueblo, su madre quedó embarazada y dió a luz un niño que debe tener mas o menos un año y medio, dicen que se escucha su llanto todas las noches. Hay quién dice que su espíritu anda rondando por todo el pieblo.

No supe que decir, me quedé sin palabras, juro que habia visto a Amanda, ahora entiendo el porque su sombra la habia abandonado, lo que me deja intrigada es, ¿porque a mi?. Y porque busca con desesperación a su familia y no está descansando en paz. Nosotros también estaremos muertos?

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One ​​November 1st, when I was getting ready to enjoy Halloween night with some college friends I hadn't seen in a while and was walking down an alley on my way to the city, I ran into Amanda. She was one of the group we'd lost contact with. I couldn't explain who could have told her. Her face no longer reflected that light of joy that characterized her, and her gait was gloomy.

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Amanda's costume was a long dress that was dusty and full of holes. It had purple stains like dried blood. Her skull-like eyes and the paleness of her face betrayed the abuse of cosmetics. She was barefoot. Her costume deserved a ten. She pulled off her character well.

"Girl, how are you? How have you been? It's been a while since we last saw each other," I said. Her gaze conveyed a frightening coldness. "I'm fine, and how are you?" "Fine," I responded suspiciously. "Could you help me?" "I've been looking for my family for over a year. They told me they've returned to the village and that I have a little brother. Do you know anything?" she continued. "And where have you been that you've lost sight of them? I honestly didn't know they were here."

The gust of the wind blinded my eyes and made my skin crawl. I regained my senses and saw Amanda walking away as if in a stampede. "Amanda, wait," was all I managed to say as I watched her walk away. Strangely, despite the moonlight, I saw that her shadow wasn't following her. Behind her, a thread of dust moved.

I stood there for a moment, not knowing what to do. I resumed my walk, quickening my pace. Amanda's face and her fabulously realistic costume pictured in my mind.

When I arrived at the village, my friends were waiting for me; they all looked excellent. Pilar was a witch, Richard wore an elegant Hook costume, Ronald was an Egyptian mummy, and Raquel came up with a perfect skeleton. I had chosen the costume of Death itself. We had exhausted every resource to put on a good performance.

Amanda returned to the village. "Did you see the kind of costume she's wearing?" I addressed the group mockingly, after covering everyone in white powder due to my attire. Everyone remained absolutely silent, only the terrifying melodies coming from the neighborhood loudspeakers could be heard. "Why are you looking at me like that? Did I say something stupid?" Amanda was really scary, she looked like one of the faithful departed, haha. "Emely, seriously, did you see Amanda?" Pilar said with a sour face. "Yes, I swear, and why are you looking at me like that? Aren't you going to tell me what's going on?"

Emely, Amanda went to work in Paris after we graduated. She and her family decided to move there. Two years later, she passed away under strange circumstances. A year ago, the family returned to the town. Her mother got pregnant and gave birth to a boy who must be about a year and a half old. They say you can hear his cries every night. Some say her spirit haunts the entire town.

I didn't know what to say; I was speechless. I swear I had seen Amanda. Now I understand why her shadow had abandoned her. What intrigues me is, why me? And why she's desperately searching for her family and isn't resting in peace. Are we dead too?"

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