When I was
five years old , on january vacations my parents decided to take a trip with my
sisters and me. We went to tolu-coveñas, when we were there my mom said.”We are
going to the mud volcano.”My sisters and I were excited
because we had never been there before, and immediate we said yeah!. besides
because some uncles and cousins were at this place.
When we
got to the volcano, we went into the small one and the rest of the family were
in the big one, because this volcano was the best. I had a wish to go to the
big volcano and I said to my mom, “please I wanna go to the big one with my
uncle memo.” She said, “yes.” But my mom didn’t want to go downstairs because
she didn’t want to get dirty with the mud, so she called my uncle to catch me ,
she taked my hands and threw me down . My uncle couldn’t reach me and I went
deep down on the mud, at this moment all the people were scare and they started
to search me introducing their hands in
the mud. They didn’t find me until after 10 seconds, when finally my uncle
found me and took my hair. Those 10 seconds were eternal for my mom, and it is a very sad history
because when my mother remembers that moment she thinks I would have died.
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