Zapatos rojos
Siempre tuve raz贸n, cuando le dec铆a a mi mam谩 que habia una mujer que visitaba mi habitaci贸n con los zapatos de tac贸n rojos de la vecina.
Cada ma帽ana la vecina ven铆a por sal, siempre pensaba en porqu茅 ella no ten铆a ese ingrediente esencial para sus comidas en su cocina, pero mam谩 siempre muy amable le regalaba una taza con sal.
Al principio no lo tome en consideraci贸n pero luego empec茅 a sospechar, porque aunque no hab铆a mucha similitud entre ambas personas, siempre cre铆 que eran las mismas.
Aquella noche sin embargo, mientras dorm铆a escuch茅 ruidos en la cocina, as铆 que me levant茅 y fui a verificar que todo estuviera bien, pero cr茅anme mejor me hubiera quedado dormida en mi habitaci贸n.
Aquella mujer que visitaba de noche mi casa, estaba en la cocina, sus ojos eran morados oscuros, su piel era verde p谩lida y la recubr铆an enormes verrugas, su hedor era insoportable y sus manos largas quer铆an tocarme.
Intent茅 correr pero ella me detuvo, qued茅 paralizada, solo ve铆a como se acercaba con sus brillantes y relucientes zapatos de tac贸n rojos, me envolv铆a con sus manos largas y fr铆as y despu茅s de eso no recuerdo nada m谩s.
Que aquellos zapatos rojos que siempre me dieron mala impresi贸n ...
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Red shoes story 馃憼 馃憼
I was always right when I told my mom that there was a woman who visited my room wearing the neighbor's red high heels.Every morning, the neighbor would come over for salt. I always wondered why she didn't have this essential ingredient for her meals in her kitchen, but my mom was always very kind and would give her a cup of salt.
At first, I didn't think much of it, but then I began to suspect something, because even though there wasn't much similarity between the two people, I always believed they were the same.
That night, however, while I was sleeping, I heard noises in the kitchen, so I got up and went to check that everything was okay, but believe me, I should have stayed asleep in my room.
That woman who visited my house at night was in the kitchen. Her eyes were dark purple, her skin was pale green and covered with huge warts, her stench was unbearable, and her long hands wanted to touch me.
I tried to run, but she stopped me. I was paralyzed. I could only watch as she approached me in her shiny red high heels. She wrapped her long, cold hands around me, and after that, I don't remember anything else.
Those red shoes always gave me a bad feeling...