My encounter with Bruno

Living in the lush green rain forest of Dominica can be breathtaking and refreshing; however, it can also be frightening.  A river ran along the yard at the back of our house and the mountain lay further along. Daddy said that the river used run adjacent to the mountain and that it would return there one day.

But living so close to the river didn’t deter me at all. What scared me was Bruno. In fact, the mere mention of Bruno sent shivers down my spine. There was a formation in the mountaintop that looked just like a cave that a caveman would occupy. It was clear that someone lived there. That was where Bruno lived.

My older brother and sister ensured that I did everything they said by putting the fear of Bruno in me. “Bruno Bruno, a barrel full of money, Ezra to sell,” they would say. That was the quote they used on several occasions.  Growing up, I started to alleviate the thought of Bruno until that day when I was 12 years old.

Although our house was big enough and we had what we called a ‘back’ for washing clothes, the river was more of a fun option. One day my best friend Mary and I decided to go to the river to wash our clothes. We wanted to talk and play as we wanted, so we went all the way to the top out of Daddy’s sight.

We went to the river at about ten o’clock in the morning and started our washing. We laughed about school and Mary mentioned that she was interested in this guy called Bob. We talked and washed and lost track of time. Mary was bent over the rough stones rubbing on a t-shirt and I went higher up to beat a jeans pant on the big stone just above her head.  I wanted to remove all the dirty water from the pant.

“Doh wet me eh,” Mary said.

“But Mary you wet already,” I replied.

Anyway, I went further up so I would not wet Mary and she stayed bent over, determined to remove all the soil in that t-shirt. I found this huge rock and decided that I would beat the pant against it.

As soon as I put up my hand to beat the jean pant against the rock, there it, or should I say he, stood in all his tall, majestic glory. Standing right across the water in the tall grass, stood the creature. He was dark but pale, so he looked almost like a corpse that was found suspended in water. His hair was not course, though; instead it was long and flowing.

He was very tall, so tall I could only see his upper body through the tall grass. He looked strange but he was oddly beautiful. His straight nose stood firm between his red piercing eyes, which stared straight at me.  His thin lips were held firm as he stared me down. He wore nothing in his upper body so his chest was exposed and I could see several scratches all around his chest as if he had been rolling around too much.

He motioned me to come toward him but I just stood there in shock and awe, mouth agape and moist hands folded behind my back.  The only thing I could feel was the liquid dripping down between my legs and I could actually hear the rapid palpitations of my heart. For a whole minute I was frozen stiff staring at the specimen.

He proceeded to move towards me and that is when I got the courage to run. I know readers must be wondering how someone could run through water but since I was upstream and the river runs down, the current helped me. By the time I was close to Mary she was already standing up to see what was going on.

“Look Mary I said. Up the river on your right!” I gasped.

“Up, where?”

I pointed to the exact position of the apparition but there was nothing there. Thank God we were almost finished. It was now almost 5 in the afternoon and it was time to go home.

When my mother came home I told her what happened and she was shocked. She said that that was an exact description of my great grandfather who died several decades before I was born.

“Well I guess you just meet Bruno. He was your great grandfather, a Carib. He was thought to have drowned in the river and his body was never found,” she explained.

The next day, very heavy rains came, the river overflowed its banks and changed course. The river returned to its original position adjacent to the mountain, just like Daddy said.

But, most importantly and very strangely, a skull washed up on the shore.

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  1. daflower2
    September 30, 2011


  2. hmmmmm
    May 12, 2011

    its entertainment ppl lol love it

  3. V.I GIRL
    February 18, 2011


  4. V.I MASSIVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
    February 18, 2011


  5. Fuke-CHillot!
    February 17, 2011


    I am EXTREMELY proud of myself. I have become one of DNO’s biggest Celebs under commentaries. Hated by so many because I spoke my mind. hmm hmm GOOD!

    Luv you all. And so I have prepared a short lecture for you all. *wink*

    Dear Fuke-chillot Fanz,

    But anyway, you people really need to think twice about what you say to someone. I challenge EACH of you to write a story and post it and when you do receive critics let’s see how you take it. But oops, I just made another MISTAKE like you people say, “who am I to lecture you?” Unfortunately for you all I am WHO I AM – ME! so get a grip of your selves. Because if you EVER and I mean EVER, write a story and you receive bad critics the same way i just criticized you all is the same way you gonna treat your readers. So Therefore who’s the bad guy? Anyway no more lecture for today clASS :mrgreen:


    Your biggest Celeb,

    Fuke-Chillot :wink: :-P

    • Anonymous
      March 1, 2011

      love ur reply sweetie.

  6. Just being me
    February 17, 2011

    You believed all the crap the british fed us about annancy, how the agouti lost its tail, and all the other nonsense stories. Well, here comes one of our own, and all you can do is come with these stupid comments. The lady needs to be commended whether the story is true or false. She has imagination – what a large percentage of the population does not have. If someone does not have anything constructive to say, that someone should keep still.

  7. sweet pea
    February 16, 2011

    HEHEHE…well well well….how romantic…when i was reading about the siteing of Bruno i thought i was reading a romance novel…lol. It wasnt scary but it was a very interesting read.

    • sweet pea
      February 16, 2011

      bonjeah look at how i spelt sighting…”siteing” lol…anyways u are a better writer than i am…keep on writing ghost stories for us…

  8. notnice
    February 16, 2011

    good story, i liked it. For those who didn’t, my question to you is why
    did you even waste your time finishing the story and posting a response?
    love my da people no matter how ignorant you guys are sometime. I’m
    waiting for a reply on this!

    • Ki
      February 16, 2011

      your English is so bad, do you even know the real meaning of ignorant, what we doing is call blogging that’s what the platform was created for people to voice their opinions

      • Fuke-CHillot!
        February 17, 2011

        And YOU are telling this person that their english is bad??? Should I LECCCCCCTure you?? LMFAO
        And please bring me some ROMA so i can wash my fuke!

  9. Mandodox (Thou Shall Not Judge)
    February 15, 2011

    Ok…Good Effort,,,But too much verbosity

  10. fuke-chillote!
    February 15, 2011

    Anban fuke-chillote zor, zor ka read. If i have to put a comment for each and everyone of all you, you all will not think of reading another ghost story cause i will give all you a true ghost lol… PAs feh mwen chien la!.. If i reply a couple comments unbehalf of myself and this young lady’s story i will just bring DESTRUCTION to most of you insignificant hypocrite and ignorants! There’s a reason for the word “story” in the title of the column of this article. I can bet if you all were asked to write a composition you will easily put IS for ARE so femmeh bouche zor la!

    this was a well written and composed story, whether true or fictitious I proudly commend the writer. Some people never did composition and/or comprehension in school so they can never comprehend the language of the story, neither can they come close to realizing its moral. I however, have concluded that most of these unrealistic, empty bubbled and kaka headed critics are still weeding the grass from their front steps si yo ni step too!

    great story! :wink:

    • Anonymous
      February 15, 2011

      who do you think you are little trouble maker, dumbos trying to lecture people. get a life and a job loser .

      • Fuke-CHillot!
        February 17, 2011

        LMFAO… I love u and i have a life and i have a JOB… you EMPTY VESSEL!…so stop making noise! lolz…

    • gen
      February 15, 2011

      who do you think you are FUKE? trying to lecture people which university did you attended? little trouble maker.

      • Fuke-CHillot!
        February 17, 2011

        University for Trouble Makers… Graduated ValeDICKtorian too *wink* LOL… thanks for the reply boo! lol

    • brenda
      February 15, 2011

      fuke are you a mind reader. who do you think you are addressing me. get a life it seems to me that you have thick skin.people like you make the worlde go wroung. a blog was created for people to comment on. oh i guess you the real ghost story who ran after the poor little girl.

      • Fuke-CHillot!
        February 17, 2011

        Well let’s just say the person that replied to you before I could read your mind way before I could. Cause your Nastiness just SHUN out of you!! so how u like it now Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrenda?!

        And next time spell properly! what in the WORLDE is WROUNG with you? you Ape! LOL LOL

    • adell
      February 15, 2011

      fuke thank god, you not a teacher. to tell lie ghost story i expect you to recommend anything false if you think thats good writing. maybe you did not attend school.there is night class go back to school.

    • DVT
      February 15, 2011

      fuke… pay cho’ou

      • Fuke-CHillot!
        February 17, 2011

        HAHA u smell the vah coming out from it? smells like u right?… sorry but i couldnt resist letting it go…
        AHHHH better lol lol

  11. brenda
    February 15, 2011

    you must have gone after some guy. and you making up some ghost story you such a ghost.what was running down your legs.

    • brenda
      February 15, 2011

      brenda you have a dirty mind. All you can think about is sex. The lady is saying that she was so afraid that she unrinated on herself.

  12. kith
    February 15, 2011

    i think you the real ghost. i have some holy water to drive you off run ghost run.

  13. Loved it
    February 15, 2011

    I don’t know if it’s real or not but it was a great story.

  14. DVT
    February 15, 2011

    That story is what Americans does tell their children…. lol lol lol.

  15. Jade
    February 15, 2011

    Dat sound like a dream i had last…good story just a bit boring too wordy but nice imagination

  16. Megzoe
    February 15, 2011

    This is the most foolish story I have ever heard.

    • *123#
      February 15, 2011

      megzoe, i challenge to write one too,…….as good……

  17. Beat the drums.. The drum. goes " Lang padat patat patat Padang palang badang"
    February 15, 2011

    Good read. I liked the. Way it was ended. He was maybe trying to show his grand child where his remains were. People who don’t get it don’t read enough. Again good read.

  18. m
    February 15, 2011

    stop smoking that S#!t!!!

  19. sal
    February 15, 2011

    who would belive such a lie story. i am not one of those being fooled by you. get a life or a job.

      April 19, 2011


  20. Dom
    February 15, 2011

    I believe it.

    • nen
      February 15, 2011

      it look you will belive anything someone tells you.

  21. DVT
    February 15, 2011

    This one I do not believe nah… but nice read.

    • Observer
      February 15, 2011

      lol…I know right. Feel the same way

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