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Thank you very much dear friends for the company and reading my post, the days have passed very quickly, again we have arrived on Saturday, day in which my blog becomes mystical and scary, for those who enjoy horror movies, it's time of a pause and enjoy a reading, natural or supernatural facts of life, dark legends told to us by our parents. I invite you to enjoy an urban legend as we did in our childhood.

The land without evil throughout history lodge different cultures, believers and superstitious of paranormal things and beyond, according to their beliefs between earth and hell there is a portal, where assiduously there are entities that return to their homes or places of origins.

Welcome dear friends to another Saturday of suspense, Corrientes are very superstitious, since children were inculcated to believe and respect paranormal things, the land without evil houses thousands of stories of events that have been witnessed.

Today's story happened a few years ago here on earth without evil,

My grandfather had many brothers, one of them is Latu. Uncle Latu is one of the younger brothers, as all the others were born, raised and worked in the San Judas colony, responsible for plowing the fields with the old tractor, was all he learned to drive.

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Years later the colony ceased to be a profitable job, for this reason the grandfather and his family had to move to the capital of Corrientes, the grandfather made his home in the Balboa neighborhood and Uncle Latu bought land in the Ponce neighborhood. It is necessary to clarify that despite being in the capital of Corrientes, these neighborhoods were not urbanized, it was very similar to living in the countryside.

Unlike the field these areas were not suitable for planting, at least not on a large scale, so they had to adapt to the needs of the place, my grandfather got a job in Agua y Energía, a state company dedicated to electrical energy and the distribution of drinking water, while Uncle Latu got a job as a truck driver.

This was a risky decision, given that he had never driven a truck, however, with some practices he adapted very well to the situation, the uncle was the responsible for a truck whose route was Corrientes-Buenos Aires, our city left with the truck loaded with grains and cereals and from Buenos Aires returned with industrial materials.

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At that time it was vital to leave with the loaded truck and return in the same way, otherwise you could not afford the fuel and much less get a profit, for this reason being in Buenos Aires had to stay in the place until getting a load that had as its destination the province of Corrientes.

Sometimes they spent several days without getting a load to return home

With the intention of saving money he slept in the same truck, at the time of bathing he He directed a truck stop that offered services to the truckers, in this place he was related to other drivers and in some occasions, they were themselves who got a load to return to Corrientes.

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Living in my country was always very difficult, at that time the cost of living was very high and especially if you ate outside your home, you should be very austere with your expenses so that the money would pay.

At the time of breakfast or lunch I visited a seedy dining room

a meeting place for truck drivers, very busy, not so much for the attention, rather for economic dishes, this was vital for the money to reach for several days, another attraction of the place were the anecdotes of travel that narrated the drivers, a very fun way to spend the day.

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This place had a large room where the truckers shared the chronicles of their trips, some were very funny others not so much, there was never a lack of stories of ghosts and unusual things that live on the route. Latu knew many supernatural stories that had lived as a child in the country, which made it easier to believe that the stories of the truckers were true.

In one of his last trips it was his turn to narrate his experiences lived in the dark nights of the Corrientes routes, our routes have the peculiarity, at the end they live hundreds of trees that interrupt the passage of the light of the moon, which makes darker our routes.

On that occasion I was traveling on national route 12, when arriving at a well-known place called the desmochado (headless) in one of the curves saw in the distance a woman dressed in white walking barefoot along the route, not to run over her lane change, when passing by her side she could see that she was lost, for this reason she slowed down and stopped at the edge of the road.

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The woman walked slowly up to the side of the truck. Latu watched the woman and it seemed like she never saw the truck parked on the side of the road, it was then that she decided to get off the truck to reach the woman and offer a ride.

The young woman walked as if she were going or out of her way, in a moment Latu took her arms, it was there that the woman reacted and realized that a man was posing next to her, the uncle offered his help and brought her closer to her house, however she she refused, she said unfinished things, like that she had to stay in the place, apparently she was waiting for someone who would come and look for her, for this reason she had to stay in the place.

Something that caught the attention of the uncle, was the extremely cold temperature of his arms, how dirty was the white dress and a very particular smell, his face pale yellow and his extremely long nails, both those of the hands and feet.

-Is there anything I can do for you? The uncle asked

-Yes please! Said the young woman, adding.

In the next curve after the bridge, there is the entrance to the town, by the main street and at the end is the house of my mother, come and tell my parents that I love them, please forgive me, I am very well and soon they will come to look for me.

When saying these words the young woman continued walking along the route, Latu turned around and returned to the truck, climbed into the driver's cabin, when starting the truck the young woman had disappeared in the darkness of the night.

He made a couple of kilometers to reach the entrance to the town, as indicated by the girl, took the only dirt road that led to the town, came to the house of his parents, had to insist a lot for the homeowners to open their doors, it was not very common to receive visitors at this time.

A very kind woman asked what I needed, the uncle commented on what happened, upon hearing the story the woman began to cry inconsolably. Her daughter had died that same day but five years ago, one night after attending a party in the neighboring town, a truck did not see her walking barefoot along the route and rammed her, the young woman died at the same time of the collision .

The guy could not believe what he was hearing, now it made sense the extremely cold temperature of his arms, how dirty the white dress was and a very particular smell, it was the smell when the flesh was decomposing, a chill ran through his body, Fear accompanied him all the way, when he returned home he had to go through the same place, when he saw the woman walking the road in the opposite direction, his heart accelerated a thousand times an hour, fear and chill were made present, when passing by his side, the horn of the road was activated, this finished freezing his blood, he promised himself never to go through this place again.

!This was the last trip that Latu made!

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Corrientes Argentina
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