lunes, 24 de agosto de 2015

Childhood monsters

On my childhood near of the place that i live, emerged the notice of a kind of dwarf wich he was seen for a grup of adolecents, the people called him ignacio, and fir those days the people come to this place to see him, finally, a priest say to the people than it was a big  white owl, but i dont believe it.
another scare hi9story than exist on my childhoos was the myth of "la llorona". she was a woman who lost her children, for causes that i dont know, but she walk down on the streets cryng and screaming for his childs his screams are awfull and in the nights, when i woke up, i thought i hear his voice saying: "where is my child, where is my child", but when the night is over andthe sun is rising i hear without the fears and i discover5ed that this sounds are really the singing of a chicken or some other bird.

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  1. Good word number. No proofreadinf, incorrect spelling. The message is clear, though grammar is rather weak. Also, lexical items are not used properly. 5.0

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