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Good evening it’s spooky boo rhodes. I have a rally creepy story for you tonight. First, i’d like to tell you that i’m having a limited edition bundle deal for you. if you love sandcastle then you’ll love this bundle. it is a special sandcastle tshirt alng with a kindle copy of my upcoming book and a printed personally signed copy. go to www.sandcastlehorror.com to find out more about this great deal.now let’s begin…Ashes in the Lakeby thesplitpersonalilty710I am not too proud of what my family has done in the past, and this especially goes out to my ancestors. The reason why I find myself strolling through the woods as the blazing day drifts into the tenebrous night is because of what my past predecessors had the audacity to do. Greed and envy took hostage of the heart and mentality of my great-grandfather, and now the continuation of his family line has to suffer due to his brainless actions.The simple definition of what Pablo had done is that he sold his selfish and pesky little soul to the devil. I am not sure if it was a devil, a demon, a witch, or all of these characters put into one. I am not very informative as to when it comes to these type of topics, and so my ignorance is most likely a setback as to what I am about to do.Let me deliver the more complex reason as to what my great-grandfather had done when he was still alive in this world. Once upon a time in Ecuador, Pablo Enriquez lived with his family in a small city named Milagro. Times were tough in the past, and Pablo found himself associated with the wrong types of people so often in his life. He was involved in a mixture of gang and mob violence that took control of Milagro in a time period where there wasn’t much authority or dominance in land, finance, and distribution of goods—such as crops, and of course drugs.My great-grandfather craved to rise above in the world, and to make something of himself despite the cruel and bitter earth he was born in. As time passed, he saw his closest friends and family become successful in their own incisive and creative ways. Pablo wanted a taste of that sweet and charming life. He lacked the incentive and stability in order to become something worthwhile in his life, however. Pablo was an alcoholic, drug-addicted, insolent piece of mess that constantly placed his family in total danger due to his horrible decisions in life. The women in his household had to be on their guard in case any of the men Pablo worked with attempted to either rape or abuse them.Long story short, Pablo received the great news from one man to another about an offering he could negotiate with someone in order to obtain the riches he so lustfully desired. A “friend” of my great-grandfather later explained that this “person” was not someone that any decent human being would call normal. By this time it was already too late, and Pablo had placed himself in a situation where he stood face to face to what he presumed to be the devil.At this point, however, Pablo was willing to do whatever it takes in order to be delivered all that he hoped and feasted for. The demonic being spoke to him a deal that, at the time, seemed harmless and ineffective in any possible way. The demon was benevolent enough to grant my great-grandfather all the wealth and happiness in the world, but in return Pablo had to bury his ashes into a lake near where he lived. The demon made it clear that he should inform his youngest son to travel to this lake, and to pour his father’s ashes into the deep waters right when the sunset sinks in and twilight takes over Ecuador.Pablo nodded his head without the slightest hint of hesitation, and so began the never-ending curse that has taken a tenacious grip on my family. Pablo’s youngest son was my grandfather, and before Pablo died, he made sure to inform him exactly what to do with his ashes. Jose agreed to do so since he was loyal to