I remember when I was
eight years old. My family made baskets
to sell. We had to go to cut reed for
the baskets. One day, we were cutting
reed. My youngest brother told me that
there was a cow near the river. When he
told me that, I felt fear, but I was also curious, and I said, “Let’s go to see
it.” When we arrived at the river, we saw a woman in the middle of the
river. She was naked, and she was
dead. I was scared. We ran to my father. We told him what happened and he took us
home. Then he went to town to tell the
police that there was a dead woman in the river. Since then, I have never heard anything about
what happened. Noemi
Simon
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