A long time ago told me this story, tale or legend, put the adjective you like. The truth is that one day, perhaps in history, maybe because of where we were, both the narrator, like myself, "the end of it, made me jumped in my seat. The case is that a few days ago, a radio show on Saturday nights, bring me the story again to the head, and again, though this time to meet quietly in my house, I returned to take another gasp in my seat.
was, during the course of a flight transocenáico, between Barajas Airport in Madrid, and New York JFK. One of the films, from which we could enjoy the transport we used, proved to be about mediums and apparitions. From this, one of my fellow passengers, a rate of about 50, dressed up, "I began to tell a story, a member of commercial aviation had told him years earlier. Today, if I may, I want to share with you.
was a flight like this, "began my seatmate," night. When all the people were resting, or sleeping soundly, awaiting the arrival at their destination. In one of the best seats, was riding a tall, strong, handsome, "pilot aircraft, but on that flight, was not sitting at the controls of the apparatus, but I was using the flight for the use and enjoyment. Because of its height, the young pilot felt uncomfortable and unable to rest, it was then, when one of the hostesses of the crew, knowing their situation, and knowing he companion, offered the crew bed rest (resting place crew). A place, away from public areas of the unit, which served to the crew or mechanical, rest during the long hours of sailing. Slowly and carefully, because of the narrowness of the facilities, "the youngster reached the rest area, decided not to turn on the light, he knew perfectly all the ins and outs of the appliance and the dim light of security, she used to be geared to the small litters were at the bottom.
When the driver approached the top bunk, leaving the bottom open, in case a crew member also decided to lower to rest. Soon, he realized there was someone else in the cabin, fixed it again, and saw that on the top bunk was a little girl, about four or five years that he felt the contact was roused a little, but quickly turned her angelic face and went deep in reverie. The pilot smiled and immediately the girl fully clothed. He, without removing or even shoes or tie, lay down to take a nap.
When he awoke a while later, after beheading a little dream, stood up and was surprised that the girl was no longer there, also the top sheet of the small cot, stood straight, as if anything or anyone, had been resting on her last hours. Well, he thought, sure is a daughter or relative of any of the staff on board. He returned to his seat, and when a stewardess came to inquire after his break, the girl asked her for four or five years, which had found below. The stewardess surprised, looked at him strangely. No child between the passage today, he said. The young pilot, scratch your head, it is impossible to answer, and grasping the hand of the attendant, took her to the crew rest area, and showed the place where a couple of hours before had seen the child. It can not be ruled again the stewardess. Have you played? "He asked, of course," replied he, "I even wrapped. The stewardess broke down, his face turned white and had to leave the small place.
When both arrived at the cabin, the flight attendant had to go to the bathroom to vomit. Then, another colleague approached to see what was happening, it was then, when the driver began to explain what happened quietly. He had wrapped in the crew area to a girl of about four or five years, but he did not understand what was happening. It was then when a new stewardess changed color, and the tension came over her features.
The last stewardess arrived, seeing that his companion did not recover, approached the young pilot and away from the bathing area, we point to the start of the aircraft. Do you see that couple over there? "He asked. It was a marriage of fifty years, the two slept, leaning on each other, but their faces did not stay relaxed, as would be normal. His grin, marked concern and sadness.
Do you see that couple? "Repeated the attendant," and continued while swallowing saliva. Carry the coffin of her daughter, a girl of five years, is among the baggage, she is the only girl traveling on this flight. The young, pale faded on a chair nearby.
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