When I exited my house, I felt down and suddenly I saw a colossal red and yellow thing got pulled out of the sky and across the exquisite ocean. I was refreshed.
I ventured to a small Mexican village, I saw scary people preparing for the ‘Dia de los Muertos’ (Day of the dead). It was the most bitter-sweet day of the year. Around me I could see people getting face paint, and red candles melting like hot lava.And everyone was sobbing silent.
Suddenly the latino band start playing music and people start dancing and then there was one girl with a white dress spinning like a whirlwind and the music stop and I need to walk into the dark alone.