26. March 2019 · Comments Off on The Weeds · Categories: News · Tags:

Wise person that at any time could reach it, then, despaired entered in the first house that appeared, gave luck therefore was empty. Tired and abated, with a terrible pain of head, beyond being bleeding. If she leaned against an old armchair and dusty, without having control on itself exactly she fainted of fatigue. – All good – it said oldest of the boys, who had thirteen years – since nobody wants to jump I polishes first, but know that vocs they are fearful ones, I must have called others. With the heart to pinotes, it jumped of the other side. The land was enormous, but it was taken by the weeds, intrepidamente it was opening way them others following.

One by one all had jumped the wall, but silence between them was mortal, was with more fear of what with curiosity. One of them said: – Vocs does not find that we had to come back? It seems that it goes to rain! Oldest than it led the line, was limited to say it: – Mulherzinha you with fear? – It is that I heard to say that a time per week somebody is assassinated and left here to please the bad espritos, the opposite they would leave and attack the people in the city. – She leaves of besteira, you is inventing this now. The others two boys did not say nothing, only heard, but they could not leave to admit that also they were with fear. They had arrived until the door of the deep ones, but she was locked on the inside and she did not have as abriz it. They had encircled the house and they had not found ways to enter. – Very well? she insisted the boy? she does not have as to enter, this already was proven, then optimum to make she is to go even so.

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