It was past midnight, Jose was walking back home accompanied by my mother, an owl flew over them squawking, his mother looked down. "It's just an animal," he said with a skeptical tone. head —It is in the tree— without waiting for her mother to finish she looked up and saw her, the woman dressed in white clothes hidden among the treetops, her hair was so long and black that it swayed in the wind and came out flying. "Lower your head!" ordered Jose's mother. "He's hungry!" and he disobeyed his mother and the candle cut off their heads.