My aunt was a catcher of Eddie, and my mother-in-law was standing next to Arabic and her tattoo was pale.
Suddenly
The sound from Joh is gone.
Complete stillness.
A generous near the door and landed on it.
And seconds later he said,
No sound.
I said
Izai? We heard a limit.
Extend his hand to the key.
And before he goes into the lock, the door opens on its own.
We all backed down.
The cold air came out of the face of the house, with a dusty wind and moisture.
The first entry cream.
Get here.
I said
No, I’m inside.
We all went in.
The house was dark, even though the clock
It was a morning.
The windows are locked, and the old curtains are attached to what they are.
On the walls are old family photos.
And I’m a cattle, my eyes signed a big picture of my grandparents.
I stood.
But what caught my attention is not the picture.
It had a clear empty space on the wall, like a picture was attached and a patching was nearby.
I said
A limit was here.
Bass cream for the place.
Why?
I said
The dirt on the precaution is old, but this place we add.
I got close to him.
It had a clear rectangular effect.
The photo shawl recently stood.
My aunt said
You can do your father.
Fitt for her.
My parents were here?
What’s a fried.
I said
Auntie, enough secrets.
She shut up.
And then she said
Your father was returning home for a while.
I was shocked.
And you know and are you silent?
He was a student of me, Maglish.
Why?
She said
Because he was afraid someone was watching him.
Karim suddenly said
We need to meet the box.
We entered an old room down the hallway.
It was full of furniture covered in white sheets.
We slept under the trapeze, inside the drawers, and the wheel ran.
No need.
To some extent I noticed a strange need.
Part of the carpet was my body.
I got close to him.
The carpet was crippled.
I threw a small iron ring in the ground.
I called Karim.
Here!
He came quickly.
Tighten the ring.
And open a part of the earth.
It had a small drawer down to the bottom.
We went down.
The place was too tight.
But at the end of it was an old wood box.
It has a small lock.
I got the key.
I got it in.
Roll over once.
Twice.
But the lock is not squeezed.
I said
The key is not.
Karim took the key and bused it.
No, he’s his.
Try again.
Lock move.
A crackling sound came out.
And then it opened.
I slowly lifted the lid.
The box had old papers, pictures, and a black notebook.
I’ve leveled Eddie for the notebook.
But before I touched it, my aunt screamed.
Estage!
I stood.
She said
The first is to see the paper above.
It had a folded and swadled paper alone.
I opened it.
It was written
To Nada, if you get to the letter, I can’t tell you the truth myself.
Eddie’s starting to tremble.
Completed the reading
I’m not being betrayed of my own free will.
I noticed for cream.
And then I’ve completed.
And the person you need to be afraid of is not the person in the picture.
I shut up.
My heart started pounding fast.
Because the picture was pointing to a certain person.
But the letter says the danger is from a second person.
I flipped the paper.
And there was one last line.
Trust in a cream, but what you trust is in any way of the family.
I slowly raised my eyes.
All those who were standing in front of me.
Cream.
Auntie.
Mother-in-law.
And suddenly
We heard the outside door of the house closing tightly.
Then the key sounds moving in the lock.
A limit was the income of the house.
And time D
Macanesh alone.
We heard two voices talking from above.
One of them said
Search the whole house.
The second voice replied.
If the box is here, we need to meet it before you get out.
I noticed for cream.
He pointed us out silence.
Then whisper
A screwer moving.
But I’m trying to get back one step.
My leg got hit in the box.
And a roughing sound came out of him.
Everything was silent up.
Then came a voice from the top of the ladder.
I heard a need under.
Steps began to come down.
Step
Then a step
Then a step
I’m standing in the basement, Eddie’s on the black notebook, and I don’t know what you know, the secret that my fathers have hidden the black notebook.
The steps were getting closer.
One and one second.
Bass cream for us, and pointed his hands towards the narrow corner at the end of the basement.
Whisper
Quickly there.
We all moved without a sound.
I was holding the black notebook, and we cuddled it to my chest like it was the last possible need to get me to my parents.
Someone came down the stairs.
Stop a moment.
Full part: On my wedding night, I had to give my bed to my mother-in-law because she was “dug”; the next morning I found something glued to the sheet that left me speechless.ad
