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My mom and I went to investigate the strange noises we heard. No one was there, but the light in the sewing room was on. We went inside and saw only the doll my great-grandmother gave me.
Later, while we were sleeping, the closet doors slammed sharply. Mom saw a figure run past and a little girl jumping over the rope she was hiding. A chair fell alone in the living room.
Then I noticed my great-grandmother's head resting on my chest, making it difficult for me to breathe. I cried in terror, but she would not wake up. In the morning, we found hand marks and inverted crosses on the window, and the “santitos” broken.
My uncle told how that night he saw a woman in white floating on the stairs. Her cat was looking at her furiously. Later, the same woman waited inside his room. He inexplicably fell asleep.
Since then, strange things happen. My great-grandmother got sick and they say maybe it's because of how old the house is or some unknown reason. But I know it was the work of that sinister visitor, whose presence is still felt in every corner.