Kapre

It's summer vacation and you and your friends decide to visit the countryside, your friend Christina's grandmother's house. Before leaving, people warned you to cut your hair. "Kapre might fall in love with you," they said. You didn't want to cut it because it was a promise you made to your 6-year-old brother.

After hours of travel, you finally arrive. The house is beautiful, and behind it stands a huge, old, and sinister ballet. As you enter, Christina's grandmother runs to you. Your friends just stare at you, incredulous, knowing that you love your long hair. "You shouldn't come here with that hair! Kapre might fall in love with you! "

“Grandma, it’s just a story,” you insist. “Besides, I made a promise and I can’t break it.” She sighs, murmuring as she lets you in. For days everything seems normal. You even get your own room, since the house is big enough to accommodate all of you and has plenty of bedrooms. You often read on a bench in the garden, where the wind whispers softly. But soon things change. You feel watched. You smell tobacco in the breeze coming from the barn.
Many say that Kapres is a bad being, but this one is not; he is kind and caring, he just wants company because he feels lonely, that's what he desires most.