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My dad was born in a small town in Brazil, and he heard many stories while growing up, some of which he told to me.

My dad and his brother would always go to sleep before midnight, and if they were awake at midnight, they would cover their fingernails. They did this because my grandfather told them the story of a woman who was transformed into a horse, and when she was transformed into a horse, her head was cut off. The horse now roams the countryside. If the horse were to see you, you would be driven insane. The only way the horse could find you was if you were awake at midnight, and your fingernails were not covered.

He also told me other folk stories, each story being incredibly strange.