My Home - Mi hogar
My home He had sat on a rung of the stairway to his house because he was unable to enter it. He had gone out to work in the morning and when he returned, a strange feeling predisposed him to flee from what seemed to have become a strange thing. After a time, which seemed endless, he plucked up his courage, got up, and climbed the steps that led to the door. He took out the key and, armed with a worrying calm, inserted it into the lock. He hardly had to turn the key. The lock seemed to be waiting for that key urgently. He entered what had been his beloved living room for many years, and now it seemed threatening, as if it had life. He began to hear a distant rumble that gradually changed in intensity until it became a deafening burst of laugher. It was that house that had finally kidnapped him and from which he could never leave again. Mi hogar Se había sentado en un peldaño de la escalera de acceso a su casa porque era incapaz de entrar en ella. Había salido...