HALLOWEEN SPECIAL: The Ghost Woman

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HALLOWEEN SPECIAL: The Ghost WomanStory by MariaThe Year: 2040 A.D. When I was growing up; each year around Halloween, my friends and family would gather around a campfire in the dark of the night. There we would each tell scary stories to see who could tell the most frightening. It would always be a great time, with us freaking out at the slightest sound in the woods at our backs. I was pretty good at telling ghost stories; but my friend’s uncle Raul would always be the best. One story in particular that he always told always stuck with me growing up. An odd story that he swore to us was true. Nobody really believed him even though he said all of the other ones were fake. I never believed him 100%, but I always pondered the possibility of such a story. The story of Esmeralda, The Wandering Phantom Woman….. As I walked in the dark cold desert of north Mexico all alone in the moonlight, I remembered back to the last time I heard the story two years ago. “Well, I suppose I can since it seems to be everyones favorite.” My friend’s uncle said as twenty people sat, gathered around the burning campfire. My cousin looked overjoyed at the response to his request of telling the story of Esmeralda. “It’s truly a sad and scary story.” Raul continued. “And it’s true…” No one believed him, but they all kept quiet as if what he said was supposed to be part of the story. “Forty years ago, Esmeralda was a young ambitious Mexican woman who’s only dream was to fight the v******e,cartels,and corruption in Mexico. She was highly educated and spoke four languages at the age of twenty. She was a beautiful woman with long black flowing hair like silk. She had perfect tan skin, and would always dress more accordingly with her Native roots than her Conquistador roots, wearing tribal designed dresses and wooden wrist bands and jewelry. She could have been the most beautiful woman in Mexico, so she was able to draw alot of attention, both good and bad.” She took her fight for reform to the capital of Mexico, but most of her fight was along the US border where people live in absolute fear of death just by unknowingly making the smallest of transgressions against the cartels. She had a lover that lived over the border. An Amrerican guy by the name of Raul. Coincidentally, we share the same name….Raul would help her with her cause on his side of the border by taking the fight to our capitol in D.C. Raul waited for her arrival since she was supposed to enter the country to plan their next tour of politicians to speak with. However hours passed and she had not called or left any sign. Hours turned to days, days turned to weeks, weeks into months, and months into years. Jack never heard from her, nor would he ever again. He went down to Mexico a few days after her absence. There he followed her driving path from the start to where she was supposed to finish. He went into towns and described her, and asked each police station about her. He got nothing. That was until Raul desperately spoke to kadıköy escort a witch doctor woman who he would have ignored if he wasn’t so desperate. She told him that which you seek is hidden in the sands 2 miles east. Raul began to walk under the night sky to the location she told him. He found nothing but mountains, rocks, and sand. Until he turned to head back. There he saw a smashed car up against a rock cliffside. It was Esmeralda’s. As Raul ran to it, he saw nothing inside except his good luck charm that he gave her. Then he saw something his eyes never could believe. A white phantom floated 30 feet from the car, ushering him over. The spirit was too bright to discern, but Raul got a terrible feeling. The spirit quickly ascended the canyon with Raul slowly struggling to run up behind. While Raul was fit, he was a complete emotional mess crying to himself constantly saying Esmeralda’s name. He was no idiot, so he could understand what was happening before him. He eventually got to the top of the canyon to a small part that extended further than the other ledges. The phantom looked at him and her features became discernible, as she slowly turned towards him and floated backwards 2 feet off the ledge white maintaining her altitude. Almost as if she motioned for him to come over. Tears filled Raul’s eyes as he fell to his knees at the sight. In front of the phantom woman at the edge of the cliff that overlooked the entire desert valley was a woman laying lifeless. It was Esmeralda. After crying for two minutes Raul mustered up the energy to crawl to her body. She had been shot, probably by a Cartel member that chased her up the cliff. Raul placed his head on her’s. “I’m so sorry.” he cried over and over to his lost love. The phantom of Esmeralda floated towards him and folded her hands and bowed her had by him to show her sorrow and empathy for Raul. He just kept saying I’m sorry to his long gone lover. Until he looked up at her spirit and said it one more time to her. She let out a small yet still beautiful smile and slowly faded away. Raul stayed there all night crying over her and watched their last sunrise together, before burying her in a small rock tomb just feet away from the spot he found her. For years Raul thought she was at peace. However, stories of her phantom being seen by people using telescopes in the village always see a bright lone figure on top of the canyon. And so they say she is still there to this day.” Raul was visibly shaken and had a slight tear in his eyes. After the campfire ended, I approached Raul. “It was you wasn’t it. You were the Raul from the story.” “You actually believe me?” he said almost not believing me himself. “Yeah. I’ve thought about it over the years, and I would like to find her and help her. “So he told me where it happened and how to find her if she even existed. For all I know he could have been hallucinating or distraught after finding her. So here I was, walking beylikdüzü escort in the cold North Mexican desert at night, walking two miles east of the town and wondering if I was completely insane in doing this. I found the location he said he found her car and ascended the mountain. I eventually reached the top and saw a makeshift above ground tomb of poorly organized rocks. This must have been it!I approached the tomb. The front rock said “Esmeralda” on it.“Esmeralda…I’m here sweety.’ I slowly knelt down and bowed my head. I wasn’t very religious, but I felt the need to pray and pay my respects to her. So I sat there praying for 5 minutes.I looked up from my prayer to see a phantom floating two feet above and in front of me. It was the most surreal moment of my life. This wasn’t a non intelligent spirit. She was looking directly down at me into my eyes. I completely froze up.“Why do you want to disturb me?” her ghostly voice echoed.“I wanted to see you for myself…. Raul told me your story said he loved you so much and missed you.”“Why would that filth say such a thing?” she said.I wasn’t sure what she meant. “He told me the story of the Cartel taking your life and your love for eachother.” I went on to explain the whole story to her.“……It seems as if what he told you isn’t entirely true ……”I stopped and gave her my full attention. Somewhat out of fear and respect. But also a yearning to know.“Raul and I were only friends, he never lived in the U.S.; until after my death. Yes he did help in fighting the cartels. But only until he found out I had fallen in love with an American man from Arizona named Jack. Over the next few months he became irate and angry. Until one night we came to this cliff after reports of cartel members looking for us. We successfully hid up here with no problems. In the middle of the night,I gazed over this same cliff side, only to turn around and see Raul pointing a pistol at me. I asked him why….. he said because he loved me. And that he would get his revenge for me rejecting him. He also said he went to the cartel so he could be handsomely rewarded; and he shot my heart. As I layed there gasping for air, fading away, the coward Raul held me against my will in the arms of the one who took my life. He began crying and considered jumping off the cliff, but he decided not to. He built me this tomb and never returned…..For forty years….I’ve wondered. I must admit it saddens me to know he had a normal peaceful life after that. I never saw Jack again either although he, and nobody else knew what happened to me since it was so isolated out here, and only Raul and the cartel members knew. ““My soul longs to see Jack, mi corazon. It’s strange…..you look just like him. Your red hair and hazel eyes. Perhaps….you could…..help me…. “”What must I do?” I pleaded. “You bare a striking resemblance to Jack. I fear my longing for him is what is binding me to this Earth. If I could be with him taksim escort and make love to him one more time, I’m certain I will be free. Will you convince me that you are Jack?” she said inquisitively.”I will.” She flew into my body causing the world to spin, making me fall to the ground blacking out. My eyes opened to see nothing but bright pitch white everywhere. There were no discernible features, just empty white space as far as the eye could see. I looked ahead and wondered if I had died. “No you have not.” Esmeralda’s voice said behind me. Her voice was different this time. Previously she had a distraught stressed echoing ghostly voice. However this time her voice sounded as any other human voice would sound. Her’s was pleasant, soothing, and soft. No echo or anything. It was as if a person was speaking within four feet of me. I turned around to the voice. My eyes widened at what I saw. Esmeralda stood before me completely naked as a human, not a spirit. Her beautiful womanly features were finally in color with her long black hair and tan brown skin and luscious lips that complimented her large breasts. I could see why she was considered the most beautiful woman in Mexico. I was about to say something, but then I realized that I had to follow along to convince her that I was Jack to free her. I also noticed I was completely naked as she walked towards me slowly raising her arms to embrace me. “Jack, mi amor.” she said. I remembered the true goal, and just played along as Jack. “Esmeralda….I missed you.” She smiled and we wrapped our arms around eachother and began to kiss. As we had sex I could feel the stress and suffering that was inside of her soul. Something I had never felt before. As I was inside her it was a strange euphoric feeling as if we were flying through the pitch white world. As I was about to cum I asked her. “Where do you need it my love?” “Inside me.. the warmth of your being and another person’s love is what I need to be free.” I did just that. I came inside her and we both embraced in this wondrous feeling of love. She put her hands on my face as I kissed her forehead. My vision became dark again. I awoke on the cliff edge where she previously was floating. The sun was starting to rise on a new beautiful day. Did that all happen, or was it really just a dream? I stared out at the beautiful sunrise in the cool weather as Esmeralda stood next to me. Oddly she wasn’t in her spirit form, but her normal human form that I was just with. She leaned forward and kissed my forehead. Even though she was in human form, she was still a spirit so I could not feel it. “You have freed me from my binds……Thank you.“She then floated back off the cliff again in front of the half risen sun where she started to slowly evaporate into hundreds of floating bright yellow particles that gleamed in the sunrise. Like stray flames from a fire they slowly disappeared, leaving no trace. I sat there for another hour, contemplating many things. I then said goodbye one last time to her grave and returned to my home. There I decided to find Jack and Raul. Jack had died 2 years ago, and Raul……As I went to his house to confront him, I found out he was arrested for crimes he committed 40 years ago. At least there was finally some closure for all of us. CHECK OUT OUR PAGE FOR MORE!

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