Mr. BAW
ONE love, blood, life
I confess that as a lone child for 11 years (until Doozer came along), my mom would always convince to comply with whatever she told me. Did you finish your homework, did you clean your room, did you take out the trash...I guess, I'd rather hear it from her than Dad...
But if I were to forget or simply say I did, when I knew I hadn't, I would alway be reminded that El Cucuy was going to get me in the middle of the night and drag me off to whereever he lived!!!
That fate has somehow lived on in my mind...like walking down darkened streets in certain parts of the city..actually lost in a neighborhood that you know you shouldn't be in, opening a door when maybe you know you shouldn't...
So, let me ask...Who else is afraid of El Cucuy????
But if I were to forget or simply say I did, when I knew I hadn't, I would alway be reminded that El Cucuy was going to get me in the middle of the night and drag me off to whereever he lived!!!
That fate has somehow lived on in my mind...like walking down darkened streets in certain parts of the city..actually lost in a neighborhood that you know you shouldn't be in, opening a door when maybe you know you shouldn't...
So, let me ask...Who else is afraid of El Cucuy????