





Hello, my name is Luca and I going to tell you, my familiar, friend or a unknow person the histori of when I see Olentzero:


The christmas was my favourite time of the year, every year my cousin and his mother, my aunt, come to my home to celebrate the christmas.
One year, my cousin and I planned stay up to see Olentzero



At 3pm of the morning, our pathers are sleeping, so we go to the living room with a blanket if we needed it and we hide behind de sofa. I planed talk he some things of the gifts he give mi the last year

At 4:00 pm we heard a few steps, we look to the fireplace and we looked two legs go down there...








But Olentzero isn't the Olentzero of the historys, his eyes are blaks there isn't nacin, and his bag's got a one red liquid




Suddenly, he looks we and he told us whit a hair raising voice:
If you don't to end up like them, no shout...



And Olentzero let us see the contents of the bag.. there are the rests of many dead childrens


AAAAA!!!!!

My cousin start's shout but I don't start shout. Olentzero comes to my cousin and I and cover my hands and ween I open my eyes again my cousin isn't hear

And now I m hear in this prision because my fathers think I am crazy
