11-01-2009, 09:24 PM
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Well... this is a story my mum told me when I was little:
My mum used to live in a small town near Hidalgo. Her granny had a farm there where she grew corn, beans, rice, peas and fruits... My mum was 3 years old and loved that place. She helped her granny fed the animals and picked some veggies and fruits daily. But also daily her little shoes dissappeared and were found hidden in the crops!
My mum told her granny that at night, a blonde lady was taking her to the crops and comb her hair until dawn, just where the little shoes were hidden.
The family decided it was weird and that most probably her daschund doggie was taking her shoes to the crops, so they crated her doggie so it cannot take her shoes again... it didn't worked! Mummy's shoes kept dissappearing over and over again... and the lady still visited my mum night after night.
They decided to take mum to the local priest to see what he can do. He suggested that my mum should be baptised and so they did... that same day, the lady stopped visiting mum and the shoes never ever dissapeared again...
Oh! Almost forgot to mention... a blonde lady dressed in white used to visit my brothers and me when we were kids... and we never told each other until we knew about what happened to my mum...
My mum used to live in a small town near Hidalgo. Her granny had a farm there where she grew corn, beans, rice, peas and fruits... My mum was 3 years old and loved that place. She helped her granny fed the animals and picked some veggies and fruits daily. But also daily her little shoes dissappeared and were found hidden in the crops!
My mum told her granny that at night, a blonde lady was taking her to the crops and comb her hair until dawn, just where the little shoes were hidden.
The family decided it was weird and that most probably her daschund doggie was taking her shoes to the crops, so they crated her doggie so it cannot take her shoes again... it didn't worked! Mummy's shoes kept dissappearing over and over again... and the lady still visited my mum night after night.
They decided to take mum to the local priest to see what he can do. He suggested that my mum should be baptised and so they did... that same day, the lady stopped visiting mum and the shoes never ever dissapeared again...
Oh! Almost forgot to mention... a blonde lady dressed in white used to visit my brothers and me when we were kids... and we never told each other until we knew about what happened to my mum...
