It s A Sign The World Is Going To End
The day in our Mayan village started normally. The abundant colors moving about and doing the tasks given to them. Many tried to remain calm, knowing that it was a mere eight days until the deciding day of the 21st.I tugged at my huipil, the traditional clothing us girls had still worn in this modern day, my nerves were getting the best of me.The next few mornings had passed with great calm, that is until it was the 20th. I had woken early, too nervous to sleep, when I heard a scream in the...
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