Pasó hace mucho tiempo cuando Marina era solo una joven adolescente. Estudiante de bachillerato, pocas amistades, nunca se sintió popular entre su circulo.
Él, era un chico muy dinámico, moreno, con buen perfil, con una personalidad muy abierta para esos tiempos. Cantaba, alegre, muy bochinchero como se decía en esos tiempos.
Le encantaban los gallos, creo que participaba en las contiendas del pueblo con sus animales, catalogado como rebelde, no buen estudiante. El apodo de èl era Gallo Giro, por algo le decían así. Sobrino de un amigo del papá de Marina.
Sucedió un día, el menos esperado un accidente donde se corrió la noticia que Gallo Giro murió en el. En el liceo un acontecimiento total, algunos lo lamentaban otros criticaban su conducta. El padre de Marina acudió a dar el pésame a su amigo. Por supuesto ella no.
Unos días después de lo ocurrido Marina tiene un sueño, para ella no sabía que significaba y todavía no le encuentra sentido o que se manifestó a través de ella. El sueño consistió en esto:
Marina se vio en el cementerio, con una típica vestimenta que usaban las adolescentes en esos días tipo vestido de color rosado. Allí en la tumba de Gallo Giro, él estaba allí y lloraba...decía : no me quiero morir. Marina en ese sueño sorprendida se preguntaba, y que hago aquí, él esta muerto, por qué me dice eso...yo ni lo trataba, ningún contacto con él ni siquiera de saludo.
Al despertar Marina no supo si contar ese sueño, nunca lo contó. Siguió sumergida en el asombro de ese sueño que en esos momentos pensaba: Por qué estaba allí, hablando con un muerto. En el sueño Marina sentía dolor al verlo y oírle decir que no se quería morir.
Aún Marina recuerda ese sueño sin saber porqué sucedió.
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It happened a long time ago when Marina was just a young teenager. High school student, few friends, she never felt popular in her circle.
He was a very dynamic boy, dark, with a good profile, with a very open personality for those times. He sang, he was cheerful, very bochinchero as they used to say in those days.
He loved roosters, I think he took part in the village fights with his animals, he was classified as a rebel, not a good student. His nickname was Gallo Giro, that's why he was called that. He was the nephew of a friend of Marina's father.
It happened one day, the least expected, an accident where the news spread that Gallo Giro died in it. At the high school it was a total event, some regretted it, others criticised his behaviour. Marina's father came to pay his condolences to his friend. Of course she did not.
A few days after the event Marina had a dream, for her she did not know what it meant and still could not make sense of it or what was manifested through her. The dream consisted of this:
Marina saw herself in the cemetery, wearing a typical dress that teenage girls wore in those days, like a pink dress. There at Gallo Giro's grave, he was there and he was crying...he was saying: I don't want to die. In that dream, Marina was surprised and asked herself, what am I doing here, he is dead, why is he telling me that... I didn't even speak to him, no contact with him, not even a greeting.
When Marina woke up she didn't know whether to tell that dream, she never told it. She continued to be immersed in the amazement of that dream that at that moment she was thinking: Why was she there, talking to a dead man. In the dream Marina felt pain when she saw him and heard him say that he didn't want to die.
Marina still remembers that dream without knowing why it happened.
Translator DeepL