ANDIn my city there is a huge residence on the edge of the park, it is open to visitors and people who want to go through many rooms, there are trips, etc. When I was about 10 years aged, my class at school went to him one day. As with most gigantic houses, he is surrounded by ghost stories. The story was that a teenage woman lived there and her father did not approve her lover, so she hung in a huge main room from a banistra on the balcony. Now you know what the children are, all guys in my class said they saw the spirit of Bla Bla Bla. I didn't really believe it until I went to utilize the bathroom. I entered the bathroom, it was empty and looked at myself in the mirror and suddenly all the door on the stalls slammed and closed. All. Of course, this scared me, so I threw the door and returned to my class. But nobody believed me.
I returned home at the end of the day and decided to go back to the residence and look around. I looked through most of the rooms, I had a strange feeling as if I was watched all the time. It was very frosty, even though it was summer. I visited the place where the woman allegedly hung up. After a while I found a round room wrapped in red curtains, and in the middle of the room there was a great, great, gigantic piano away from me. Then I heard music, a snail-paced depressed melody published from the piano and heard a woman singing, sang: “Servo meus animus vox of piano” I didn't know what it meant at that time, red curtains began to blow, as if there was a nice wind in the room. “Servo meus animus vox vocis of piano is Latin for” Save my soul ” Voice of the Piano. “
