The story I want to tell happened to me in 1998 in the house of my parents.
The story I want to tell happened to me in 1998 in the house of my parents. It was a good night 's summer and I was lying on the couch to read me a book which I can not remember the title but I remember that I was completely wrapped up in it, one of those novels that take you away from the world around to actually get inside and eras from yours. I remember it was set in the Middle Ages and spoke of building a cathedral. At one point I hear the dog barking in a strange way , alternating yelps desperate to furious growls. Surprised by this reaction as the house is out of the country and difficult to reach by strangers passing by and saw that not expecting anyone looked out the window of the living room and saw the dog pointing in the direction of the blank wall of the house. I thought I had seen some small animal such as a lizard or a field mouse, so I shouted to stop making noise. My voice, however, do not calm down, he seemed mesmerized by the wall and it annoye...