Scary stories Yakutia: an Evil Ghost felt sorry for the mother with the children

If the dead have nothing bad to say, about the ghosts – one big negative. Do not give plaguing, scaring the children, even biting someone's neck. They were once among the living, happy life and at the time, left the mortal body. But... for unknown reasons stayed in the middle world.

Aunt Zina was very fond of his wife. Clara, as she grew older, she told me that she still in school glared his eyes and ran for Haughton to watch furtively as he returns with the big girls from the local disco. Igor was reputed to be the first guy in the village, comely, in speeches sweet, and the character is decent. Or rather was, until he married aunt Zina. She grew up, was taller, prettier. What can we, the youth itself is beautiful. Then he spotted her.

For three years, Zina gave birth to two boys and the little girl Clara. At first, a young father once spun, earned, and then went and sat on the neck of his wife. Began to drink, keep an eye on the young, who flock curled around him disgusted and giggling. First time hit in a drunken stupor. The next day, apologized, said accidentally out of stupidity. And one night, coming home, beaten with a MOP, twisted hair so that a tuft is left in his hands, and went to drinking buddies. Aunt Zina lay without movement until the first cocks, small have clamped in a corner and crying, fell asleep. And the next morning she gathered her things and went to the district, closer to my family.

Grandmother felt sorry for the daughter, as could, supported. Six months later, she was gone. The housing bought is old, but its. Zinaida had two businesses: a day banging on the typewriter, the evening was waving a MOP. The children helped with the cleaning, and all together went home. The new house looked bleak and life was difficult. The milk was sour for a few hours, smelled damp and some unpleasant chills. Maybe because children and ran for her, didn't want to be alone. And the hostess herself felt something wrong. With the onset of autumn days, the fear intensified. At night in the kitchen clanking dishes, doors slamming by themselves. Zinaida heard, but there was nothing I could do about it. Tired scary.

One day I woke up and saw the light in the room and in the corridor someone walks. Everyone wanted to climb, but the desire to sleep was stronger. This someone came up and started to stagnate.

"Even if not killed," thought aunt Zina and immediately fell asleep.

In the morning found on feet purple streaks, as if gripped by hand. The woman took the children to the kindergarten school and ran for his typewriter. Night had slept badly again, banging doors could be heard howling. And yet there was an unpleasant noise, like under the bed, nails sharpened. The whole family was sleeping together. Warmer and not so scary. The weekend morning looked neighbor and, burning with curiosity, asked: is it good to live in a new place?

The house had previously rented, and all the residents eventually escaped, complained about the old man who shuffled through the house and guests szhivaetsya with light. Aunt Zina shrugged. In the evening a burned out light bulb in the hallway. Clara was unwell, all the girl's body burned in the fire. Zinaida put the sons in the next bed, measured the temperature of her daughter. Power seemed on the wane, I wanted to cry.

She woke up from the fact that the blanket was coming down. Someone's black fingers caught the edge of the white blanket cover. Aunt Zina closed my eyes and pleadingly said,

"Please don't hurt us! I have nowhere to go! I have three children... her Husband beat her".

Sobbed, trying to hold back the flow of tears, but to no avail. It's like a huge pit of water hit. Through the tears she could not stop sharing your life. And I sobbed, falling asleep.

"After that night, no one fingered" – with a smile tells Clara.

Now in this house she's grown up, lives with her husband, two children and mother. The brothers have their homes and families, but they are frequent guests a cosy and welcoming home.

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