Doll Of Mine (A Dia De Los Muertos Story) - Plot & Excerpts
Too many things could go badly. That place is trouble.” Three weeks Alma had endured the constant questioning from her mother. Within the last few days the questions had turned into begging. She sighed and rolled her dark eyes while facing the bag she was packing. Never would she let her mother see the gesture of disrespect. “Mamá, please, I have to. I can’t go to school anymore—I’ve had this planned for months with my friend. I keep my promises. ” Her mother, a plump, traditional woman, believed in every superstition—in every urban legend from La Llorona to the Chupacabra and everything in between. Precautions for avoiding such things that bumped in the night, and some during the day, ranged from not going out under the full moon to not cutting her hair during the new moon. She was told to close the windows before a storm, not shower when she was sick and even had to touch her right foot to the floor first in the morning.
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