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The Ghoul

Once upon a time there was a King who had six children, 3 boys and 3 girls. He also had 12 horses in his barn. Of the 3 girls one became a ghoul and at every opportunity would eat animals and everything else in the world. So every other day a horse went missing. “What should we do?” they’d ask when the family gathered. “Who is taking all our horses?” they’d query. “Tonight I will keep guard” said the King’s eldest child. His sister, the ghoul, overheard him and did not go to the barn that night. The following night the eldest child, thinking the horses were safe, decided not to keep guard. But another horse went missing. Now the second eldest child volunteered to guard the horses, while telling his older sibling: “I will guard the horses because you clearly don’t know how.” Once again his sister overheard him and didn’t go to the barn that night. Some time had passed and no one kept guard so the horses continued to go missing. Then the king’s youngest child decided to keep guard but didn’t tell anyone. That evening his sister went to the barn, grabbed a horse and gobbled it all up. The boy could not believe his eyes. The following day he told his father what had happened. The boy suggested that they all leave because once his sister ate all the animals and everything in the world there’d be no one and nothing left. The King did not believe his youngest son. So the boy then replied “Well, I am leaving and I’m taking my youngest sister with me” and so he did. They were gone for 12 years. Then one day the boy tells his sister: “Why don’t we go back and see what happened?” Fearful, his youngest sister refused. So the King’s youngest child, along with his three dogs, headed home.

After having walked for some time he came to a ridge and looked to see if anyone or anything was down below. But he didn’t hear anything. So he decided to head down to see if the ghoul was alive. The boy made it home and saw his sister playing the guitar. Once she saw him she warmly greeted him. “Dear brother, welcome. Please sit down. I’ll make some coffee” she told him. But instead she went to grind her teeth. A bird suddenly appeared and said to the boy: “Leave now because your sister is grinding her teeth.” The boy fled and climbed on the beams. His sister saw him and yelled: “You won’t get away!” At that point he fled outside and climbed a tall tree. He called his dogs by their names so they can run outside too. Meanwhile his sister had already begun cutting the tree with her teeth. The boy then ordered the dogs to attack her until she was no longer breathing. Afterwards he got down from the tree, removed her heart, burnt her body and turned it into ashes. He put the ashes in his palm and blew three times. At that moment the entire world that the sister had eaten resurfaced. Then the father asked his son: “Dear son, how did we get here?” The boy explained what had happened and so they lived happily ever.

Anna Chasalevri. Diverse folk tales from Agnanta in Arta. Students Manuscripts, Folklore Studies, School of Philosophy, University of Ioannina. New Series 1973-1978, p 1073-1109.