Magdalena well |
In Magdalena Street there is a wide and deep well, covered by a metal grid. This well is very old; it was digged in the year 1827, when Santa Amalia was founded. And it is surrounded by legend. A tragic and dark legend.
When is getting dark in cold October evenings, old people still tell that many years ago, close to the well, a weird and beautiful woman lived. She was very silent and reserved. She never went out of home at daylight. Her neighbours were intrigued about her. No husband, no family, no friends... The only thing they knew is that she had to have cats, because at night, from time to time, it was possible to listen to the meows of them. Well, meows... This is what neighbours tried to convince themselves. Because more than meows, these wailings seemed to by baby crying. But nobody worried about that, because the cries didn't last more than one or two minutes. Yes; there were meows. Purely and simply meows.
But the thing changed a day when a woman arrived, all crazy, to Magdalena well. She was screaming, slamming the door of the beautiful woman. "Open the door, bloody bitch!!" "I swear I will kill you!!" "Open the door!!" "My baby!!" "Where's my baby?" Then she fell on her knees, crying "My baby... My poor baby..."
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