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I heard my cousin’s voice outside, the owner of the camera. While I was
lost I my thoughts she had also joined the group. Apparently, she was
explaining to them what she knew. They talked amongst themselves, asked
questions and at times were silent. All of a sudden my grandmother started
to cry. That’s when my aunt went my door and begged me to come out and
explain what was going on. She told me Mamá was very upset, and to
please remember that her health was very delicate right now. I got up with
the intention of going out to the living room and tell Mamá that everything
was all right but instead I locked the door and went back to bed.
They kept talking and I think they were also trying to calm down my
grandmother. I seemed as if more of my family had arrived. I felt as if I had
lost touch with reality. I looked around me and everything seemed strange.
My bed and all my belongings now felt like things from the past. It was all
like a dream. My reality had fused with something I never thought could be
possible. I closed my windows again and it got dark again despite the
daylight outside. I took my shoes and clothes off and decided it was
probably a good idea to go to sleep before my brain exploded.
Later I found out that during that day Mamá’s house was packed. Everyone
had their own version of what had happened. They all desperately wanted
to see the pictures. My cousin described to them what she and her family
had seen but none were satisfied. Mamá had settled down and everyone
stayed pretty much till the evening. They cooked, ate, and drank coffee.
The topic of conversation didn’t change. At times they looked at my door,
intrigued. I later also found out that some placed their heads to the door to
try and hear anything. Of course, they heard nothing. When they were all
too tired and sleepy they left but agreed to come back the next day in the
afternoon.
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