Inima i se opri pentru o clip\u0103. Nu era v\u00e2nt, nici ploaie, iar casa nu obi\u0219nuia s\u0103 scoat\u0103 asemenea sunete. Alba \u00ee\u0219i trase p\u0103tura p\u00e2n\u0103 sub b\u0103rbie \u0219i r\u0103mase nemi\u0219cat\u0103.<\/p>\n
Clac\u2026 clac.<\/p>\n
De data aceasta, zgomotul venea clar din camera mamei. Feti\u021ba sim\u021bea cum stomacul i se str\u00e2nge \u0219i un fior rece \u00eei cobora pe \u0219ira spin\u0103rii. \u00cei r\u0103sunau \u00een urechi cuvintele mamei: \u201eNu deschide dulapul din camera mea sub niciun motiv.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n Dar u\u0219a dormitorului era larg \u00eentredeschis\u0103, ca o gur\u0103 care \u00eenghite lumina.<\/p>\n Alba cobor\u00ee \u00eencet din pat, cu pa\u0219i goi pe parchetul rece. Podeaua sc\u00e2r\u021b\u00e2ia, dar nu suficient de tare \u00eenc\u00e2t s\u0103 acopere sunetele care veneau din camer\u0103. \u00ce\u0219i aminti pove\u0219tile b\u0103tr\u00e2nelor de la sat, care spuneau c\u0103 unele lucruri trebuie l\u0103sate \u00een pace, chiar dac\u0103 curiozitatea \u00ee\u021bi roade sufletul.<\/p>\n \u00cen pragul u\u0219ii, respira\u021bia i se opri. \u00centunericul din camer\u0103 p\u0103rea mai dens dec\u00e2t \u00een orice alt col\u021b al casei. \u0218i atunci v\u0103zu: u\u0219a dulapului se mi\u0219ca singur\u0103, foarte lent, ca \u0219i cum cineva din interior ar fi \u00eempins-o.<\/p>\n Clac. Clac.<\/p>\n Alba sim\u021bi c\u0103 nu-\u0219i mai simte picioarele. Totu\u0219i, un g\u00e2nd i se strecur\u0103 \u00een minte: dac\u0103 mama ascunsese acolo ceva care avea nevoie de ajutor? Dac\u0103 era un animal r\u0103nit?<\/p>\n Cu m\u00e2inile tremur\u00e2nde, feti\u021ba \u00eempinse u\u0219a dormitorului \u0219i p\u0103\u0219i \u00een\u0103untru. Mirosul de naftalin\u0103 \u0219i lemn vechi o izbi. Lumina slab\u0103 din hol se strecura pe podea, p\u00e2n\u0103 la marginea dulapului.<\/p>\n Cu pa\u0219i mici, Alba se apropie. \u00ce\u0219i \u00eentinse m\u00e2na, dar \u00eenainte s\u0103 ating\u0103 m\u00e2nerul, u\u0219a se deschise singur\u0103 cu un sc\u00e2r\u021b\u00e2it lung \u0219i ascu\u021bit.<\/p>\n \u00cen\u0103untru nu era nimic la \u00eenceput. Doar hainele mamei at\u00e2rn\u00e2nd, umbrele lor p\u0103r\u00e2nd c\u0103 se mi\u0219c\u0103 singure. Alba oft\u0103 de u\u0219urare, aproape z\u00e2mbind de propria ei team\u0103.<\/p>\n Dar atunci v\u0103zu col\u021bul.<\/p>\n O p\u0103tur\u0103 veche, \u00eencre\u021bit\u0103, ascundea ceva sub ea. Feti\u021ba se aplec\u0103 \u0219i, cu o curiozitate amestecat\u0103 cu fric\u0103, trase u\u0219or materialul. Ochii i se m\u0103rir\u0103 de spaim\u0103.<\/p>\n Sub p\u0103tur\u0103 era o p\u0103pu\u0219\u0103 mare, cu p\u0103rul \u00eenc\u00e2lcit \u0219i fa\u021ba p\u0103tat\u0103 de ceva ce sem\u0103na cu s\u00e2nge uscat. Ochii ei de sticl\u0103 nu priveau \u00een gol, ci parc\u0103 direct c\u0103tre Alba.<\/p>\n Inima \u00eei b\u0103tea nebune\u0219te. P\u0103pu\u0219a nu era una obi\u0219nuit\u0103. Purta pe g\u00e2t o cruciuli\u021b\u0103 veche, ca cele f\u0103cute la m\u0103n\u0103stiri. \u00cen sat, b\u0103tr\u00e2nele spuneau c\u0103 asemenea cruciuli\u021be se puneau pe obiectele blestemate, ca s\u0103 le \u021bin\u0103 \u00eenchis r\u0103ul.<\/p>\n Alba d\u0103du s\u0103 strige, dar din g\u00e2t nu-i ie\u0219i niciun sunet. \u0218i atunci p\u0103pu\u0219a \u00ee\u0219i mi\u0219c\u0103 u\u0219or capul.<\/p>\n Feti\u021ba f\u0103cu un pas \u00eenapoi, lovindu-se de marginea patului. Lacrimile \u00eei umpluser\u0103 ochii. \u0218tia c\u0103 trebuie s\u0103 fug\u0103, dar picioarele \u00eei erau \u00een\u021bepenite.<\/p>\n Din p\u0103pu\u0219\u0103 \u00eencepu s\u0103 ias\u0103 un \u0219uierat ciudat, ca un oftat lung. Aerul din camer\u0103 deveni greu, rece, iar veioza din hol p\u00e2lp\u00e2i.<\/p>\n Atunci Alba \u00ee\u0219i aminti de bunica. \u00cei povestise odat\u0103 cum, \u00een copil\u0103ria ei, la \u0219ez\u0103tori, femeile c\u00e2ntau doine ca s\u0103 alunge r\u0103ul. \u201eC\u00e2ntecul are putere asupra umbrelor\u201d, \u00eei spusese.<\/p>\n Tremur\u00e2nd, feti\u021ba \u00eencepu s\u0103 murmure o doin\u0103 pe care o auzise de la bunica: despre dor \u0219i lumin\u0103, despre mam\u0103 \u0219i copil. Vocea ei era slab\u0103 la \u00eenceput, dar cu fiecare vers, p\u0103pu\u0219a se lini\u0219tea. Ochii de sticl\u0103 \u00ee\u0219i pierdur\u0103 str\u0103lucirea, iar capul c\u0103zu \u00eenapoi, inert.<\/p>\n Camera se lumin\u0103 din nou. Aerul rece disp\u0103ru.<\/p>\n Alba trase p\u0103tur\u0103 peste p\u0103pu\u0219\u0103 \u0219i \u00eenchise dulapul cu putere. Apoi, pl\u00e2ng\u00e2nd, \u00eencuie u\u0219a camerei mamei \u0219i se \u00eentoarse \u00een pat.<\/p>\n Diminea\u021ba, Marta g\u0103si feti\u021ba adormit\u0103, cu lacrimi uscate pe obraji. Nu \u00eentreb\u0103 nimic. Doar \u00eei puse m\u00e2na pe frunte \u0219i \u0219opti: \u0218i, pentru prima dat\u0103, Alba sim\u021bi c\u0103 mama ei nu era doar protectoare, ci \u0219i p\u0103str\u0103toare a unor secrete mult mai vechi dec\u00e2t casa lor galben\u0103 de la marginea satului.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Inima i se opri pentru o clip\u0103. Nu era v\u00e2nt, nici ploaie, iar casa nu obi\u0219nuia s\u0103 scoat\u0103 asemenea sunete. Alba \u00ee\u0219i trase p\u0103tura p\u00e2n\u0103 sub b\u0103rbie \u0219i r\u0103mase nemi\u0219cat\u0103. Clac\u2026 clac. De data aceasta, zgomotul venea clar din camera mamei. Feti\u021ba sim\u021bea cum stomacul i se str\u00e2nge \u0219i un fior rece \u00eei cobora pe […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":7390,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[18],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-7389","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-povesti"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7389","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=7389"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7389\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":7391,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7389\/revisions\/7391"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/7390"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=7389"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=7389"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=7389"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\u2014 \u00cemi pare r\u0103u, micu\u021ba mea. Acum \u00een\u021belegi de ce \u021bi-am spus s\u0103 nu deschizi niciodat\u0103 acel dulap.<\/p>\n