Dear readers,
Today I want to share with you a new and challenging experience for me: creating a horror story. While I usually stay away from anything that has to do with the spooky, I have decided to venture into this genre for the first time. Fear has always been an emotion I've preferred to avoid, but I've found that the art of horror storytelling has its own charm.
This story is a small step out of my comfort zone, and although I confess that I shuddered while writing it, I hope it grabs you and makes you experience a shiver down your spine. Although I am no expert in the genre, I have done my best to create a narrative that will keep you in suspense.
I hope you enjoy this horror story, and I thank you for joining me in this new literary adventure. Who knows, maybe this will be the beginning of a love for the genre that I never imagined I would have.
With my heart beating a little faster than usual.

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Today, instead of having my usual coffee, I decided to switch things up to celebrate Halloween. Instead of the comforting cup of caffeine that wakes me up every morning, I ordered a ginger tea with lemon. It seemed like a harmless choice for a holiday, but I would soon discover that I was in for a terrifying experience.

The morning began normally as I prepared my ginger tea. The spicy aroma filled the kitchen, and while it wasn't exactly my usual routine, I was excited for the change. With the hot cup in my hands, I headed to my desk to begin my work day.

However, as I took my first sip of tea, a strange feeling came over me. My body seemed to freeze, and a shadow crept across the room. I looked around, but there was no one there. My heart began to pound, and a cold sweat broke out on my forehead.

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The ginger-lemon tea, while delicious, was not providing the caffeine satiety I needed to fully awaken. I felt drowsy and confused, as if I had been plunged into a nightmarish world.

The clock on the wall began to move with a slow, eerie ticking, as if time itself had slowed down. The shadow I had seen before grew darker and took shape. I heard incomprehensible whispers that seemed to come from everywhere. My hands trembled as I tried to put the teacup aside, but my fingers refused to obey.

Suddenly, a cold, malevolent presence became apparent. My desk items began to move on their own, and the lights flickered intermittently. I found myself trapped in a nightmare in the middle of Halloween.

Desperate to escape this nightmare, I grabbed my phone and called a friend. In a trembling voice, I explained the situation and begged him to come to my rescue. As I waited, the dark presence continued to stalk me, moving closer and whispering sinister secrets in my ear.

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As I found myself trapped in this nightmare in the middle of Halloween, the dark presence became more and more intense and oppressive. Incomprehensible whispers filled the room, echoing in my ears like an echo from beyond the grave.

The objects on my desk kept moving on their own, as if under the control of an evil force. My teacup slowly slid off the edge of the table and fell to the floor, shattering into a thousand pieces with a chilling clatter.

My attempts to flee were futile. Every step I took seemed to take me deeper into this nightmare. The clock on the wall continued its slow, ominous ticking, as if it were marking the time of my own doom.

The temperature in the room dropped drastically, and my breath became visible in the frigid air. I felt helpless, trapped in a nightmarish world where the rules of reality did not apply. In my mind, I struggled to maintain my sanity as darkness loomed over me.

The shadows finally took shape, and I could make out twisted figures and distorted faces staring at me with lifeless eyes. Menacing whispers filled the room, and I felt an evil presence creeping closer and closer.

I was about to give in to the overwhelming terror, when I finally heard the doorbell ring. My friend had arrived, and with his help, we would face this mysterious and creepy presence that had invaded my home on this terrifying Halloween morning.

With an impromptu exorcism, we managed to banish it and restore normalcy to my home. My lemon ginger tea, though delicious, became a Halloween drink I would never forget.

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So, this Halloween, take your drink choices seriously, because you never know when a change in routine could lead to a spooky experience like mine! Happy Halloween! 🎃👻🌙

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This experience highlights how fragile our perception of reality can be and how small changes in our routine can have a significant impact on our psychology. Many times, we sink into the comfort of our daily routines without questioning them, assuming that the familiar is safe. However, this story reminds us that our perception of reality is malleable and can be challenged by unexpected circumstances. Small changes, such as a choice of beverage, can open a door to a world of uncertainty and fear.
This highlights the importance of relationships in our darkest moments, reminding us that we are not alone when we face frightening challenges.

So ultimately, this Halloween story reminds us of the importance of embracing what makes us feel safe, staying true to our comforting routines, and valuing friendship and courage in the darkest of times. Although lemon ginger tea was the catalyst for this nightmare.
Este cuento nos recuerda que, incluso en las situaciones más aterradoras, el apoyo de nuestros seres queridos y la comodidad de nuestras rutinas de confianza pueden ser la luz que disipa la oscuridad. En última instancia, esta es una historia de superación y fortaleza, un recordatorio de que, incluso cuando enfrentamos lo desconocido y lo aterrador, la resiliencia y la amistad pueden prevalecer.

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