La Llorona the weeping hero…
Her tears and pain are the keys to realms and realities beyond our understanding…
They call me La Llorona. Not the scary creepy pasta one, although I guess I can be someone’s nightmare. In tears and pain I discovered my powers and learned I wasn’t of the norm. Maybe it’s cliche but the day I found out my parents died in a car accident all hell broke loose.
As my tears fell I could see a tear in dimensions. My weeps, cries and sobs tore my grandparents house to shreds and sent the officers informing us of the news flying backwards. My grandparents who stood by the door in shock, well let’s say they weren’t so lucky. I saw them through a tear drop and sent them to a realm far away from here. I can still see the look of shock and grief etched like stone in their faces as they got sucked away in my tear.
The cops tried to regroup and draw firearms to stop me, but they stood no chance. Through tears and tears in dimensions the world broke around us. I ran so fast and cried in an ally all night. In each of my tears I saw new dimensions I could access. I learned that day, I was a freak, a mutant or a demon.
My tears portals to other dimensions. My shrieks and cries could split this dimension shaking the world and throwing destructive energy waves out. I could send people flying or destroy my surroundings. I still don’t know the extent of my powers but one day I will learn to master them.
When that day comes I vow to find my grandparents and find a world where my parents are still alive. Hopefully then we can live together, happily ever after and there will be no more tears and La Llorona will be no more.
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Oh wow, that was so devastating and emotional! Is this for the new challenge?
Very original!