The story I am going to tell happened with a neighbor when I lived in my parents' house. The year was 2011, I had just finished school, and I wasn't working yet. During that time, I witnessed several events in this neighbor's house, and her name was Luzinete.
Luzinete had just lost her husband. Before, she was a vibrant and full-of-life woman, but she fell into a state of depression. To try to distance herself from the memories she shared with her late husband, she sold her house and bought another one, which was in front of my parents' house.
As she lived alone and her children had already married or moved out, she took care of abandoned animals from the streets, claiming that these little creatures helped her find the strength to keep on living. My mother would often visit her, and they would talk a lot. In one of their conversations, she admitted that she had attempted suicide, but seeing those little animals she cared for, alone and with no one to feed them, made her reconsider.
Initially, there were only a few cats and dogs, but as she fed them on the street and at her doorstep, more animals appeared. She started sheltering some dogs and cats, which were in deplorable conditions, in her own house. This caused her house to always have a bad smell.
She was a very kind lady, especially with animals. She always carried pet food in her bag and made a point to feed stray dogs or cats she encountered on the streets. However, over time, all of this became bothersome, as her doorstep was always crowded with these animals.
At night, the dogs wouldn't stop barking, and on other nights, there were fights among them. Sometimes, a motorcyclist or cyclist would pass by, and the dogs would chase after these people. There were nights when Luzinete would throw pet food on the neighborhood's rooftops so that stray cats could eat. However, these actions led to more cats showing up, resulting in feline fights and damage to the rooftops.
I remember that our family and the neighborhood could no longer tolerate the situation. So, some neighbors joined forces and reported Luzinete to the City Hall, which took measures against her. One of them was to prohibit her from sheltering so many animals in her house because it had become uninhabitable.
I don't remember exactly, but she stopped bringing the dogs inside her house. Many dogs were collected by the city authorities. Then, Luzinete found herself alone without her four-legged companions. And it didn't take long for her to commit suicide. 馃槬
As she lived alone, the exact moment of her death is unknown, but on the day she died, some of the animals she cared for gathered at her doorstep. The dogs barked in a strange way, unlike anything seen before. After almost two days without seeing Luzinete, neighbors broke into her house and found her; her body already had a foul smell.
The police arrived at the scene along with the fire department to remove her from the hanging rope. There was a large crowd of curious people in the street that day.
On the day of her burial, I remember some dogs staying outside her house. When the coffin left for the cemetery, some of the dogs that were there began to follow. Some neighbors regretted making the report, thinking that she might still be alive if they hadn't. However, what startled the neighborhood was that on the night she was buried, many heard her voice calling her favorite dogs, "Pretinha and Marron," several times. There were dog barks, and there were several cats on the rooftops. The next morning, there was pet food scattered at the neighbors' doors where she used to leave it.
Perhaps her spirit was not at peace because her mission was to feed and care for these poor animals, and now there was no one else to do it. For a long time, strange noises could be heard from the late Luzinete's house during the night, and the dogs still slept in front of her door.
This was my participation in the Hive Learners Community challenge: Tell Us a Story. I hope you enjoyed my entry!
A hist贸ria que irei contar aconteceu com uma vizinha, quando morava na casa de meus pa铆s. O ano era 2011 eu estava terminado o ensino e ainda n茫o trabalhava. Nessa 茅poca acompanhei v谩rios acontecimentos na casa dessa vizinha, seu nome era Luzinete.
Luzinete tinha acabado de perder seu marido, antes era uma mulher vibrante e cheia de vida, entrou em estado de depress茫o. E para tentar afastar as lembran莽as que viveu com seu falecido marido vendeu sua casa e comprou outra, esta casa ficava de frente para a casa dos meus pais.
Como morava sozinha e seus filhos j谩 tinha casado ou saido de casa. Ela cuidava de animais abandonados de rua ela falava que esse animazinhos ajudavam ela a ter for莽as para continuar vivendo. Minha m茫e sempre passava na casa dela, para visit谩-la e elas conversava bastante. Em uma de suas conversas ela afirmou que j谩 tentou se matar, mas ver aqueles animmaizinhos de quem cuidava sozinhos e sem ningu茅m para aliment谩-los fazia com que ela recuasse.
No come莽o existiam poucos gatos e cachorros, mas a medida que ela os alimentava na rua e na porta de sua casa, mais animais apareciam. Ela come莽ou a abrigar alguns cachorros e gatos, que estavam em situa莽茫o depor谩vel, em sua pr贸pria casa. O que fazia com que sua casa sempre vivesse com mal cheiro.
Era ela uma senhora muito bondosa, principalmente com os animais. Ela sempre andava com ra莽茫o em sua bolsa e quando via uma cachorro ou gato nas ruas fazia quest茫o de aliment谩-los. Mas, depois de um tempo tudo isso come莽ou a incomodar, pois sua porta vivia repleta desses animais.
A noite os cachorros n茫o paravam de latir, em outras noites havia brigas entre si. As vezes passava um motequeiro ou ciclista pela rua e os cachorros corriam atr谩s dessas pessoas. Havia noite em que Luzinete jogava ra莽茫o no telhado da vizinhan莽a, para que os gatos de rua podessem comer. Por茅m, esse a莽玫es faziam com que muitos gatos aparecem e houvessem brigas felinas, al茅m de fazerem o telhado de banheiro.
Lembro que nossa fam铆lia j谩 n茫o estava aguentando a situa莽茫o e nem a vizinhan莽a. Ent茫o, alguns vizinhos se juntaram e denunciaram Luzinete na Prefeitura da cidade, que tomou algumas medidas contra essa senhora. Uma delas foi proib铆-la de abrigar tantos animais na sua casa, pois sua casa tinha se tornado insalubre para moradia.
Eu n茫o me lembro ao certo, mas ela parou de colocar os cachorros dentro de casa. E muitos cachorros foram recolhidos pela prefeitura. Ent茫o, Luzinete se viu sozinha sem seus companheiros de quatro patas. E n茫o demorou muito para que ela cometesse suic铆dio. 馃槬
Como ela morava sozinha n茫o se sabe o momento exato de sua morte, mas no dia em que ela morreu. Alguns dos animais que ela cuidava se amultuaram em sua porta. Os cachorros latiam de forma estranha como nunca tinha visto antes. Depois de quase dois dias sem ver a senhora Luzinete, os vizinhos arrombaram a sua porta e a encontraram, seu corpo j谩 estava cheirando mal.
A policia apareceu no local junto com o corpo de bombeiro, para retir谩-la da corda em que estava enforcada. Foi grande o movimento de pessoal curiosas na rua, neste dia.
No dia do seu enterro lembro que alguns cachorros ficaram do lado de fora de sua casa, no momento em que o caix茫o saiu para ir em dire莽茫o ao cemiterio alguns cachorros que estavam ali come莽aram a acompanhar.
Alguns vizinhos estavam arrependidos por ter feito a den煤ncia, pois caso contr谩ria talvez ela ainda estivesse viva. Mas, o que deixou a vizinhan莽a assustada foi que na noite em que ela foi enterrada muitos ouvir茫o a voz dela chamando os seus cachorros favoritos: "Pretinha e Marron", por diversas vezes. Houve latidos de cachorros e haviam v谩rios gatos nos telhado. No outro dia pela manh茫 havia ra莽茫o espelhada pelas portas dos vizinhos, nos locais onde ela costumava deixar.
Talvez seu espirito n茫o estivesse em paz, pois a miss茫o dela era alimentar e cuidar desses pobres animais e agora n茫o havia mais ningu茅m para fazer isto. Por muito tempo durante a noite era possivel esculta barulhos estranhos vindo da casa da falecida Luzinete e os cachorros ainda dormiam na frente da sua porta.
Essa foi minha participa莽茫o para o desafio da Comunidade Hive Learners: Conte nos uma Hist贸ria. Espero que tenha gostado da minha entrada!
