im done with my story "el bosque del demonio" for my writing class. it was longer than most other stories that were turned in. i think it was too long. sortalike my journal here.
the idea comes from my grandma. she's beyond devout and the hardest of the catholics. her world in the village Mexico is filled with witches that tap into Hell and Satans powers. holy water, prayer, and even the mere name of Jesus dissipate the evil. my grandma has strange creeds and sayings.
my favorite thing she says from time to time is: "Hell is not fire. Hell is blood. Hell is the horror of death. Hell is an everlasting world of the stench of decay, rot, and the undead." it sounds creepier in spanish.
you don't wanna be in grandma's hell, boyee.
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then she went incognito.
The brain may be small... but it looks pretty realistic.