earliest memories are born I was three years old, I remember that my mother was in hospital to see my little brother just a year he had swallowed a detergent, and therefore he was being subjected to gastric lavage.
With me, my father and my grandmother had moved in the meantime we see the urgency.
night was definitely not perhaps even very late, the 20 or so, my father asked me to go into the bedroom to fetch his slippers.
Quietly I start, I enter the room and of course not turn on the light, first of all, why not go to the breaker and then why get enough light from the corridor but at some point I look in the mirror of the toilet in front of me and I start to cry, reflection is an unknown man, tall and dressed all in black. Arise immediately grandmother and my father obviously calmed me down.
will think, fear of children, the absence of the mother anxious about her brother, who knows.
Many years have passed, I'm married so I do not live there any more, but my house has never changed and what has happened just recently?
One morning a few months ago, my aunt went to my parents' house for a visit, was sipping coffee with my mother when at one point stood up screaming in the doorway of the kitchen there was an unknown man tall, dark and wore a black suit, a few seconds and then vanished. Imagine that.
And I, who I had removed it all?
than fear.
