Gothic Princess

Mara Gema Salvador Snchez

Anglica never met a man in his twenties was still virgin. Not due to his lack of beauty, it was very beautiful, but rather to his shyness and religious beliefs. He lived in a convent as a floor lady, for coming from far away; a village in the north, lost in the map, I knew

no one and that address the nuns had provided for his people. Young had no mother and her father had remarried. His father had two grown siblings that it was not, so after completing his secondary education, he decided to go to the Catalan capital for a time to be a nurse, although this had to study and she did not like the theory only the practical side, the remedy the evil in the world and the diseases they were one of the most obvious manifestations. . She remembered well, was tired of seeing him in hospital where he acted as assistant trainee or volunteer. Conditions that made life unbearable people and many wondered where God was and why allowed these atrocities. Angelica confessed herself, sometimes also wondered and I doubt arose; that is, he doubted he believed, doubted or believed and knew that this was the fate of its existence, existential and theological questions raised about the existence of God. At an age when many young people are no longer virgins, young taxed slaughter. But his nights were peopled with nightmares and dark beings they whispered obscenities in his ear and mocked his promise. It came to fear the night, because he was very tired and hardly slept having to take cold showers and coffee. She prayed and prayed and asked God for help. Dreams however remained lubricious and increasingly troublesome. Trying to make a Anglica determination, spoke with the confessor of the convent, but the poor old man was so unaccustomed to fighting those dreams of untrained and virgin girls, she felt even more in the dark when I left. It was one of those days Angelica had slept late helping a patient die, in her bedroom and not hear any noise. The lamplight of the Virgin of Fatima always remained on, comforted him as many nights ago. He suddenly felt uneasy, sensing that someone was spying on her in the shadows. She got up from the bed and then could see him; was a

very handsome gentleman who smiled, but she was not fooled, she knew who he was, an incubus who took advantage of lewd women dreams. She resisted. I could not let him win. He tried to pray, but no words came out of his mouth. Anxiously looked to the Virgin and he lit mente.Rpidamente, threw the small image of the Lady in the face of handsome visitor. This scared disappeared. Total victory. Virtue had won. There would be no more doubts. A pure light came through the window. Gloria in excelsis Deo.

Barceloan to October 23, 2013