La Casa
Cuando yo era nina viviamos en una casa muy pintoresca.
Era de adobe con teja pintada
de colores vivos. Toda la familia de mi mama habia nacido alli.
La casa tenia muchas historias desde cuando habian empezado
la construccion, y de cada uno de los que
la habian habitado alli. Mi abuelo
nos contaba muchisimas historias. Mi hermana y yo jugabamos
en el jardin que estaba en medio de la casa, en el
que decian que habia un
tesoro
Desde entonces la aparicion
se ha hecho presente en muchas ocasiones.
My Grandparents’ House And
The Ghost
When I was a girl we lived
in a very picturesque house. It was adobe with tiles painted vivid colors. All
of my Mom’s family had been born there. The house had much history, such as how
people had constructed the house, and about each of the inhabitants that had
lived there. My grandparents told us so many stories. My sisters and I would
play in the garden that was in the middle of the house. They said it was where
buried treasure was hidden, and it also was where they would tell us stories
about a woman, (a ghost), who wandered around the house. These were only stories to us. But one
evening my Mom sent me to the kitchen for something. I had to cross the patio
garden to get there. It was dark, and upon arriving at the door of the kitchen
I saw a shadow, and I ran away!
And since then the apparition has made itself
present on many occasions. Diana Paz