There was a tiny pond behind my grandmother's house in Blackwater, Mo. It was about 15 feet across and black as night.
You couldn't really tell where the lip of teh water started, because tall grass grew up out of the water. My big sister told me it was bottomless. I'd stare into it trying to penetrate the dark water with my eyes, but could never see a damn thing. That's when I thought maybe something is under there trying like hell to see me!
It scared the shit out of me and still does.
I wrote an entire screenplay with the pond in mind (even though its a La Llorna tale) so this location really had an effect on me.
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"Little, vicious minds abound with anger and revenge, and are incapable of feeling the pleasure of forgiving their enemies."
Earl of Chesterfield
"A man that studieth revenge keeps his own wounds green, which otherwise would heal and do well."
Francis Bacon
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