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Hello, all. I'm the Storyteller, and I want to share a scary story with you from South America known colloquially as the whistler or El Silbon. This creature carries a sack of bones on his back and whistles an eerie tune. The origin of El Silbon has two legends, but this legend starts as this: in a farm, there was a little boy who was a spoiled brat who always got what he wanted. One day, he wanted deer since the boy wanted venison, so his father went out into the forest with a knife to kill a deer, but several hours later, the father came back empty handed. The boy wasn't happy, so he grabbed the hunting knife his father had, and killed him then removed his heart and his liver. After that, the boy went to his mother, who was cooking and gave them to her. He orders her to cook them for him. The mother was concerned and asked, "Where did you get these from?" The boy just nonchalantly answered, "I got them from father." The mother was shocked and cried for her husband, while his

Hello all. I am known as the Storyteller, a nomad that has traveled the world collecting different stories. One story I know is The Boy Who Cried Wolf. It all started with a young shepherd who watched the sheep near the village, but he was getting very bored, so he decided to have a little fun with the villagers. He shouted, "Help! Help! There's a wolf attacking the sheep!" The villagers ran towards the boy, but the sheep were fine, and the boy was laughing hysterically as they walked away muttering to themselves. The next day, the shepherd boy was so amused of his little prank, that he decided to do it again. He shouted, "Help! Help! The wolf is attacking the sheep again!" Again, the villagers ran towards him and once more, the shepherd boy laughed hysterically. The shepherd boy again shouted, "Help! Help! There's a wolf attacking the sheep! Help!" The villagers ran towards him and once again, he laughed. The villagers decided that the next time he does the prank again, they won't

Hello, all. I am the Storyteller, a nomad who collects every story ever heard around the world. One story I've heard was about a red hen and her friends. Once upon a time, the Little Red Hen found some grains of wheat and decided to plant them. Her friends, a cat, a dog, and a rat were lounging around. She asked them, "Who will help me plant the wheat?" "Not I". said the Dog "Not I". said the Cat "Not I". said the Rat "Then I will plant them all myself". Said the Red Hen and she planted the seeds by herself. After a while, the seeds sprouted into wheat, so she asked her friends to help pick the wheat. "Who will help me pick the wheat?" The Little Red Hen asked. Again, her friends gave the same answer. "Not I". said the Cat "Not I". said the Dog "Not I". said the Rat "Then I will do it myself!" the Little Red Hen said. So, she grabbed a sickle and cut the wheat, then bundled the plants. After that, she had to go to the mill to grind up the wheat into flour, so she went to her

Suorra crodr ve Growing crodr di sia womb Si geou ocuir wux soon. (Baby inside me, growing inside of my womb, I will see you soon.)