Stories

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If you are reading it, please don't expect to read a masterpiece. This paragraph and all the following are only an attempt to write some short stories.

The Forgotten Souls

In a small town, south of the Bio-Bio River, the older people tell scary histories about the doomed souls of dead coal miners, souls that call for help. One day, forty or fifty years ago, the miners went to work as usual. The spring sun warmed softly the land of Buen Retiro. The miners going into the black hole to reach their workplaces, the miners saw the sunlight for the lst time. There was no sign about the coming tragedy. Suddenly, one of the galleries started to collapse and all at once, the ocean floded the mine. The force water throw the main elevator far over the hill. 300 men died that day.

Nowadays, when the west wind starts to blow, people say sometimes the ocean turns black, and people walking near the abandoned mine feel the compulsion to jump into it. Fishermans said “The screams start to be louder and louder, strange lights appears in the hill and then, we know it is best to come home quickly”.

People often commit suicide in this place.

Llacolen

In the beginning of the long war that the Spaniards fought against the Mapuches, a Castellan officer fell in love with an aborigine woman. Her name was Llacolen and she was the young daughter of Galvarino, an important warlord of the Lafken-Mapu.

The war became worse everyday. The castellan was looking for enemies when he saw a young women swimming in a big lagoon. They began with a forbidden romance. The months passes and the couple used to meet in the same place everyday. But this situation would not last. In the battlefield, Galvarino was defeated. The Spaniards cut his hands, but when he put his head under the axe, his enemies gave him his freedom. When the Mapuche warlords saw the offense, the response was a generalized attack on the Spanish garrisons. In middle of one battle Galvarino was killed. When the Spanish officer realizes it, he looked for his beloved. She was crying near of the big lagoon and nothing he did could relief the pain of her father’s death. Suddenly, the fiance' appeared, and again Toledo steel, met Araucanian wood. Finally both men died. Crying, Llacolen kissed her beloved for the last time and walked into the deep water.