THE MYSTERY OF THE BLACK SCARF

IN THE PEACEFUL CITY OF ITINGA, SITUATED IN THE HEART OF THE JEQUITINHONHA VALLEY, MINAS GERAIS, A CITY WITH A SEMI-ARID CLIMATE, HAVING SANTO ANTONIO AS ITS PATRON PARTY, BUT THE SANTO NEVER CAME TO PROTECT THE CHILDREN OF SMALL VILAREGO.

ON THE MARGINS OF THE ITINGA RIVER, IN FULL DAWN, THE YOUNG CAMELIA EMERGED HER BEAUTIFUL BODY IN THE COLD WATER, WHILE WATCHING THE MOONLIGHT OF A RED SKY ANNOUNCING A RAINY DAY, CAMELIA A MORENA JAMBO, BLACK EYES THAT HAVE RISING DOWN BRANCHES OF THE ITINGA RIVER.

A GIRL, WITH A WOMAN'S BODY, PERFECT BREAST WITH TWO POINTS THAT MADE THEM SEXY, HAIR SO LONG IT COVERED HER HARD, AND A BEAUTIFUL BACK.

THE YOUNG CAMELIA WAS ONLY 14 YEARS OLD, EVERY DAY MORNING SHE WOULD RUN TO THE BAGS OF THE ITINGA RIVER, WHERE SHE MIXED TEARS AND THE HATE SHE FELT FOR HER STEPPER, WHO HAD ABUSED HER SINCE SHE WAS EIGHT YEARS OF AGE.

HE WAS AFRAID OF HIM, AND OF HIS THREATS, AND HIS MOTHER WAS IN LOVE WITH THE RABBIT, AND WOULD NOT BELIEVE IN SUCH A EVILNESS OF HIS COMPANION.

THE PEOPLE OF THE VILLAGE ALSO LIKED THE CHILD ABUSER, WHO DUMPED

OUT ON THE NEIGHBORHOOD, IN THE EYES OF THOSE WHO DID NOT KNOW HIM, HE WAS A MAN ABOVE ANY SUSPECTED.

SHE WAS CONCERNED FOR THE SAFETY OF HER POOR LITTLE MOTHER AND TWO SISTERS, AND COULD NOT TURN HIM OUT, WOULD ENDORSE EVERY SEXUAL ABUSE IN A HORROWING SILENCE.

HE COVERED CAMELIA'S HEAD AND FACE WITH A BLACK SCARF, TO PERFORM HIS FEITCHES AND SADISM RITUAL, ALWAYS DRUNK, AND LATE AT NIGHT, WAS ENTERED INTO THE ROOM WHERE CAMELIA WAS SLEEPING WITH HER SISTERS, AND TO PROTECT THEM.

SHE WAS ALREADY WAITING FOR HIM NAKED FOR HIS STEPPAD TO VIOLATE HER, AND IN HIS CBS, BEGGED HIM NOT TO MESS WITH HER SISTERS, WITH HIS LIMB DIRTY, AND ROTTEN HALITO, OF CHEAP DRINK, AND SMELLING THE CRACKING OF A WOOD RAT.

FOOD WAS SARE IN THAT REGION, THEY SURVIVED THAN THEY PLANTED AND HUNTED, THERE WERE FIVE THIN GOATS, TWO KITTENS, AND THE JOVENCIO, AN OLD FRIEND OF THE FAMILY.

THAT TRANSPORTED DONA PERPETUATES THE MOTHER, AND THE GIRLS TO MASS SUNDAYS, IN THE CHURCH OF SANTO ANTONIO, THE PATRON OF THE CITY.

EVERYTHING INSIDE THE SMALL PIECE OF EARTH, WHICH MR. FIRMINO LEFT AS AN HERITAGE, FOR MADAM PERPETUA,

CAMELIA CRYING EVERY NIGHT.

REMEMBERING WHEN THEY BRING THE NEWS OF THE DEATH OF HIS FATHER, MR. FIRMINO, WORKING AS A BRICKLAYER IN THE CIVIL CONSTRUCTION IN GRANDE SÃO PAULO, HE HAD A SOUND AND FALLED FROM THE LAST SLAB OF THE BUILDING, A HEIGHT OF 30 METERS.

CAMELIA WAS INSIDE THE RIVER FOR HOURS, WASHING HER BODY WITH GROSS SOAP, TO REMOVE THE ROTTEN SMELL OF THE STEPPAD, THE TEARS MIXED WITH THE BURNING OF THE SOAP, HER BLACK EYES BECAME RED RED WITH BLOOD.

SHE ENJOYED THE SILENCE OF THE NIGHT, AND THE COLD WATERS OF THE ITINGA RIVER, TO CRY, AND CRY UNTIL YOU ARE TIRED, THE IMAGE OF THE BLACK SCARF, WRAPPED ON HER HEAD WAS TERRIFICING.

MANY TIMES HE THOUGHT ABOUT CATCHING THE HORIZON AND WALKING WALKING WITHOUT LOOKING BACK, AND NEVER TURNING BACK, BUT HE THOUGHT ABOUT HIS LITTLE MOTHER PERPETUAL AND THE SISTERS MARIANA AND MARINALVA.

WHEN HE REACHED FIFTEEN YEARS OF AGE, HIS STEPFATHER AS HE ALWAYS ARRIVED DRUNK, CAMELIA WAS ALREADY WAITING FOR HIM NAKED FOR HIM TO START HIS SEXUAL ABUSE RITUAL, THAT IS, STRUPO.

HE WRAPPED CAMELIA'S HEAD WITH THE TRADITIONAL BLACK SCARF THAT NIGHT AND STRUGGLED POOR CAMELIA