La Llorona

Her eyes were filled with a sadness that is indescribable. She never thought that she would come to the point of no return and live to regret that last decision. Her children, surrounded by a peaceful watery plain. Their grave, their resting place, their deathbed all in one. And it was her, their mother that put them there. A beautiful woman, with long jet black hair that caressed her waist and swished as she walked. Her navy blue eyes invading the soul of anyone she met, analyzing and deciding their worth. Though they would say otherwise, she loved her children with all of her heart. She worshipped their sweet innocence and the distinct personalities that shined through each of the three of them. But she wanted to give them more than what she had. As a widow with few practical skills, La Llorona struggled monthly, weekly, daily to keep herself and her children fed, clothed and housed. Her oldest a twelve year old girl often asked when they would eat a real meal instead of half spoiled fruit and vegetables given to them by a sweet old man who ran a market by where they lived. She would always respond, soon love, soon. La Llorona decided that enough was enough and she would find someway to get a better life for herself and her children no matter what it took, so she joined a website with rich men looking for beautiful women to pamper and take care of. She also looked for a job, but he lack of education and skills made it beyond difficult to get hired anywhere. After posting her picture on the sugar daddy website she immediately got messages from men all over the world asking her to fly over to them, their treat of course, have dinner, go out, go shopping, everything imaginable for a luxury life. It was all superficial but La Llorona knew that was basically what she needed. She chatted with a few of the men and went out on a date or two in her area, but she wasn't inspired enough by what they were providing to continue the relationship. Then a man with the screen name SnakeCharmer31 emailed her. He was attractive, sweet, and genuinely interested in ending her difficulties, or that's how it seemed. SnakeCharmer31 set La Llorona up with a three bedroom flat in the same neighborhood he lived in. There was a good school district there and he could be available whenever she needed him. SnakeCharmer31 seduced La Llorona with beautiful dresses and fancy events, he used every bit of his power over her to get what he wanted. He gave her everything she needed, and in return she was doting and sexy and never complained. But one night when La Llorona was supposed to go to a gala, her youngest boy became violently ill. He was only three and she was worried, so she called SnakeCharmer31 and told him that she would not make it to the event and that she was sorry. He spoke with her shortly, it was clear that he was livid that she would not be by his side to make him look good and do his bidding. She had no other choice she pleaded, but SnakeCharmer31 did not see it that way. He went to the event and did as he had always done before he had taken La Llorona under his scales, but his displeasure at her disobedience had tainted whatever twisted feelings he had had for her. After the gala SnakeCharmer31 showed up at La Llorona's flat unannounced and demanded to speak to her. He informed her that if she wished to continue living in the manner that she had become accustomed the children would have to become a non- issue. She begged that he not take her out of his favor, and that her children were normally very healthy, but he was not to be swayed. SnakeCharmer31 gave La Llorona a three day deadline, "take care of them or I will no longer take care of you." Distraught, La Llorona began to think irrationally. She woke up her three children and fed them each sleeping pills, telling them it would keep them from getting sick. She carried them one by one into her Lexus sedan and drove to the LA river. She started with the youngest, sobbing the entire time and threw him in the river. The middle boy came next her face red with the acid of her pain she dropped him in too. Finally was her girl. Her pride and joy, the embodiment of all of the love that La Llorona possessed. The little girls rosebud mouth was a hot pink from a mini makeover her mother had given her that night. La Llorona's tears glistened on her only daughters face. She could not take it any longer, and finally realized that living without her children made life unbearable, so she cradled her beautiful daughter and jumped into the stormy angry river with a cry. She was born to cry and died to cry forever.