Carolina Pietski

Dear Diary, Daddy's gone on a trip. He left with his guitar. The one I love so much, that reminds me of the very important Dia de Los Muertos. And with his friend Ernesto. He didn't tell me when he got back, but he gave me a big hug before he left.

PegottyHelliathus

The only thing capable of crossing the thin veil between life and death is the love we feel for those who left; and those who stayed. Miguel learned this on the last day of the dead of an adventure both fantastic and cruel due to the real intentions that transpired from someone he spent his life admiring. But now, months later, it was time for Miguel to have his first big loss. And what for some is a sad loss, for Miguel was the certainty of a reunion.

Batman

It was Miguel's first Día de Los Muertos, after his death.

Ariane Munhoz

A love like that, which crossed the barriers between the living and the dead, simply couldn't be forgotten.

This story does not pass in Eco Moda but on a farm, the Fazenda Laços, in the municipality of Filandia, Department of Quindío, Colombia. It is owned by Mendoza is an ancient 18th century cotton plantation farm, which has been a family inheritance of the Mendoza family since the 19th century, originally belonged to another family, but few know it. Since the early 20th century, the great -grandparents Mendoza had begun to plant coffee in part of the farm. With the 1929 world crisis, the problems of the farm began. Since then, the farm has lived in crisis and to keep the farm it would take a lot of money, which could be achieved at the city bank if they had a good name in the market or resort to the appeal widely used in past weddings: marriage fixed between families where one comes in prestige and another with the money.

Sandra Longbottom

A collection of poems written by me. Poetry from random moments and intense feelings. Author's Note: Hi! These poems were written many years ago. It was a small but interesting experience. I hope you have a good read. Comment. I appreciate it. Kisses :D