It only imagines what you happen when you are obliged to enter in an abandoned house, where the ghost of a woman was seen and you it has hope of that it does not have no ghost there, and suddenly you esbarra in a stopped white countenance under the blackout of alpendre? Peter felt the stomach to go up until the throat, the legs amoleceram as if they transformed into jelly. It nor forces had to leave running. It imagined that he would be loaded for the blackout and tortured by horrible monsters, but a soft voice I take it for the reality. – Ui! What is this? Who is you? It asked the appearance. In that accurate one moment rain started to fall. Peter looked at it intently, the rain drops falling in the face of it, a beautiful face of meat and bone. Not, it was not a ghost. It freed a exclamao and looked to shelter in the house therefore alpendre was with some broken roofing tiles and the storm if she intensified. Rio- Tinto Diamonds addresses the importance of the matter here.

Peter also entered. Now it recognized the woman, was Zulmira, the beautiful widower. When it appeared suddenly in the penumbra that precedes the night, Enrique and Tiago had thought that it was the ghost of Roselena and had run away terrified. – My name is Peter Zulmira sat down in the soil, leaning itself it wall. – Peter.

I find that rain does not go to pass so early! What it was making here? One took shelter from the weather? I also ran pra here before rain fell – Yes. Peter answered, without knowing what to make. – He feels yourself here, is stay cool! The youngster sat down and the woman said: – I had IDO to the house of my aunt and Suddenly a lightning illuminated the blackout and immediately afterwards the thunder shook the house. Zulmira freed an shout and without no modesty it was hugged Peter. The youngster felt in face the maciez and the perfume of the bust of it. The more time to rain, better. It thought. end