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The unjust soul in the well

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By Pasho YaritzaPublished 3 years ago 7 min read
The unjust soul in the well
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When I was young, we had a well in our yard, but my father still went to the west side of the village early every morning to fetch water. He pushed a big, old, heavy bicycle, tied a bucket to the left and right sides of the back frame, and put me on top of the back frame, trudging along.

It was hard to get to the well in the northwest, but I had to wait in line for a long time, so a round trip, at least 3 hours.

Although it was fun to follow my dad around, but if it was windy and rainy, I couldn't help but feel troubled. So I asked him why he didn't use the well at his house.

Dad can always find a good reason, why the well water is sweeter and has higher nutritional value, and what a round trip every day, you can exercise, and why I do not get sick with the flu for most of the year, precisely because of such a round trip every day.

I always skimmed the small mouth, not very convinced. The little ones who live nearby will sometimes "study" the well in my house, asking me what's inside, scary or not, and so on. So I became more and more curious about it, always wanting to know what secrets it has.

Once I climbed up on the edge of the well and threw a fairly large stone into it, and strangely enough, there was not even a sound!

The youngsters may have listened to the adults' advice, and when they came to play at my house, they didn't dare to get too close to the well. To show their strength, once I deliberately climbed up to the edge of the well, looking down at the ground, shouting at them: "You are cowards!"

The edge of the well was quite wide, so I stepped on it with both feet and was able to get a little more ground, so I wasn't too scared and was able to walk around it.

Found me standing on the edge of the well, grandmother scared out of her mind, silver hair disheveled, face like dirt, frightened eyes have been staring at me, and afraid to scare me, she trembled lips lowered voice to coax me: "good, slowly down, grandmother give candy you eat ......" and then again Then the well below begging: "What is the matter you rushed me, my old lady is not afraid to die, I am sorry you, but you do not want to harm the child, he is innocent ah!"

I came down to the ground, the grandmother still have palpitations, mouth, and half a day not come back to life.

That night, I think it was very late, I seemed to sleep and woke up, and I heard a small child playing in the yard, so I could not help but go out. I saw a little girl of five or six years old playing around the well, wearing a cotton blouse with flowers and a pair of red cloth shoes. When she saw me coming out, she waved at me to come over.

"Why are you in my yard?" I asked.

"This is my door!" She said strangely, her voice clear, "That's my house." She pointed inside the wellhead.

I didn't believe her, "How can someone live inside a well?" She then took my hand and wanted to take me to her house to play. Her hands were cold, and her face was white and white, not unlike my usual friends, but I was only five or six years old and cared about them. I thought it would be fun, so I went down the well with her.

I did not expect that there were stairs inside the well, although the stone walls on both sides were dark, it did not prevent going downstairs, and it was dry, with no water.

"I've always lived here. Let me take you to see my mother." She pulled me all the way forward. When I got to the bottom, there was a house, surprisingly new and spacious.

Just as I approached a compartment, I heard a woman's voice coming from inside: "Ring-ring-"

"My mother is calling me!" The little girl said, scattered pulling my hand, and suddenly disappeared. Not waiting for me to come back to my senses, I found that the well water was gurgling upward, and soon it was not over my neck, forcing my mouth and nostrils ...... panic, I wanted to escape up the stairs just now, but found that the surrounding black hole, there are no stairs.

"A... granny... mom, mom ......" well water soon flooded my head, I struggled desperately but to no avail, and gradually lost consciousness... ...

When I woke up, I found myself lying on the bed, my grandmother on the wall kept burning incense and worshipping Buddha, and the mother was at the bedside wiping tears. Seeing that I was awake, my mother rushed to touch my head, granny was also startled, looked back at me, and immediately turned back to bend over and worship Buddha, mouth chanting.

Mom told me that everyone was sleeping that night when suddenly I heard a heavy "thud" coming from the well, and I heard someone shouting for Grandma. They rushed over and found that I had fallen into the well! Luckily, they found me in time and saved me.

But from then on, I dreamed of that little girl every day, dreaming that she took me to play in the well. But my health, day by day, not half a month, has been unable to get out of bed.

Mom and Dad were in a hurry, but could not find a way. The grandmother was chanting, what retribution, what not to make things difficult for the children and grandchildren, what to find her alone on the line. She also became very old and emaciated in a short time.

One night, Granny called both Mom and Dad to the house where I was lying and told us all the reasons why things were happening.

This will, indeed, something happened. Decades ago, two people drowned in this well, two mothers and daughters, the youngest daughter, precisely named Bell. The day she drowned, wearing a cotton blouse, feet wearing a pair of red shoes. Now, they should be back to ask for life ...... dead people are injustice, and grandmother said the only way to take her old life, is to ensure the safety of future generations.

At that time, the grandmother was only 30 to 40 years old, there are old and young, the family depends on her alone to take care of her. At that time, Grandpa was a businessman, but he was an underground communist, and he was not at home for several years. When Grandpa did this, no one in the family knew about it except Grandma, because it was a headache at that time.

That day, Gong, who had not been home for almost 2 years, suddenly came back overnight and brought back a beautiful young woman and her 5-year-old daughter.

He only lightly told the grandmother that this is her sister (then the first wife called the younger wife's sister), and the child is also his. He said that the city is now at war and it is very dangerous, so he brought them back to live for a while. After saying that, Ah Gong did not even eat the meal, and rushed away.

See this young beautiful woman, tall, wearing a white cheongsam, all look elegant and graceful. Then I thought of my husband, with this woman even the children are so old, but they are stupidly hard to help him run the head of the family. The grandmother that hate ah, that jealous ah! I want to go up and strangle her!

But for the sake of the family, she put up with it. She went on with her work as if nothing had happened.

One day, Grandma was sewing in the house, "Ah...!" Suddenly I heard a scream from the yard, followed by a "thud" as if something had fallen into the water. Granny rushed out of the yard and ran straight to the well, only to see a small black head floating out of the well, she knew that it was the little girl!

Granny just wants to shout for help, suddenly thought, she closed her mouth, quietly returned to the house ......

For a long time, until the well did not make any more noise, the grandmother to find someone to fish out the little girl, the little girl, at this time, is already a corpse.

The woman returned home, holding the child's body, even crying out, she looked up and stared at the grandmother for a long time.

In the middle of that night, when everyone was asleep, the woman hugged the body of the little girl and jumped into the well together ......

About a month later, the grandfather came back at night and told her that the woman was not his young wife and the child was not his. They were the family members of one of his comrades, who was unfortunately killed by the enemy after exposing himself to cover Gong. Before he died, he told Gong to take care of the mother and daughter. The mother and daughter can no longer stay in the city because their identities were exposed, so Gong took them back to his home. To avoid attracting people's attention, he had to lie about being his little wife to ensure their safety.

After telling the story, the grandmother went back to her house to rest.

The next morning, I was miraculously cured, but at the same time, Grandma had lost her heartbeat, and she passed away in her bed, with a calm face.

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About the Creator

Pasho Yaritza

The meaning of life does not lie in the accumulation of wealth, but in the pursuit of spirituality and the nimbleness of the soul.

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  • Gilkey Haggett3 years ago

    Really liked this article

  • Gilkey Haggett3 years ago

    Well written

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