Caracas year 1909 has already fallen in the afternoon in the quiet parish of San José and in one of the beautiful houses that stand between the corners of Santa Rosa to Santa Isabel Margarita Moreno goes to the corral in the back of the house in order to pick up clothes hanging in the washerman, which is wide, that backyard with dirt floor and leafy bushes of guava, cambur, mango, orange and cotoperiz, while a fresh breeze that comes from the ávila mese to the branches loaded with fruits; Margarita fills the baskets with washed clothes that will be transferred to the iron room.
Source: http://histocultura.blogspot.com/2005/02/el-alma-mula-no-es-broma.html
By seven-thirty in the evening, her last trip to the house began, when something made her stop, she had clearly heard a noise of hooves behind her; that was very strange, because in the house they had no beasts of burden, something tense margarita resumed its march but without looking back and almost immediately the noise of helmets that had stopped when she stopped, began again, the young woman hurried the sound of the hooves seemed to accelerate behind her and that was not all, but she could clearly hear the characteristic snort of a mule ...
He could no longer margarita and on the verge of panic would release the basket of clothes, making a quick run to the house, while the hooves of the infernal mule trotted ...
Trembling with fear, the girl came to the kitchen and told what had happened. everyone in the house lit candles and carbide lamps to light up the corral, but not daring to leave, they knew very well that it was not the animal of a muleteer; but of the ghostly mule on which the anima herself rode by night.
The family tradition tells us that some time after that incident, the laborers who did a job in that courtyard, had unearthed at the foot of a leafy guanabana bush, a chest containing jewels and gold weights.
Histories of the ghosts of Caracas ... Always fruitful in that of dead and appeared ...
Thus, and several years before what was reported, Dr. Diego Bautista Urbaneja, was working late at night in his office at the Casa Amarilla; When he suddenly turned off a gas lamp in whose light he wrote. Immediately she had it turned on again to continue her work, but it would go off instantly as if someone had blown her ... When the curious phenomenon happened several times more, Dr. Urbaneja, he would order two more lamps to be brought to him; but these also inexplicably went out, reason why the high official annoying, and even something intimidated, preferred to leave the things thus and to go away to his house.
Source: https://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Casa_Amarilla_de_Caracas
The next day and commenting on what happened was answered that that was due to the ghost of the Yellow House, this building in the heart of the current caracas, has always been famous for the supposed ghost that there round.
