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I felt I was talking to a ghost, but he was indeed real. As real as you who
are reading this. We could no longer see the light coming in from the
bedroom.
We were all hugging each other and we left the living room to go into the
kitchen so that we could hear him better. The next thing he said was
something like “I know very well how you’re feeling right now. I too am
afraid. At least you have each other, yet I’ve come alone up to your
doorstep. I carry no weapons so there’s no reason to fear me. I have not
come here to hurt you. If my intentions were to hurt you I wouldn’t have
had to come here personally”.
Oscar told me to ask him what he wanted with us. I told him to ask that
himself but he insisted I do it.
- You want to talk to us? – I asked.
- Well, I’d say we already are, don’t you think?
Before he could speak again I kept going.
- Now you look here, Amarón or whatever your name is, why have
you come here? To do the same thing you did the last time? Do you think
that after doing something like that, taking us against our will to that place,
we now have to welcome you with open arms?
I was scared but something stronger grabbed a hold of me. The rage and
anger I had felt for all the emotional and psychological damage that this
person had caused me surfaced and the fear subsided.
- What gives you and your creature companions the right to take
people from our Earth like that? – I added.
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