Chapter 9 (edited)

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   "Alma, she lost herself so many years ago. But she did something no one else has ever done, she tried to make everyone perfect to 'honour' the miracle she had been given. But her true miracle was her own family. So, dear granddaughter, show her this and try to help her," Pedro said as his ghost disappeared from view. As Mirabel's tears began to dry on her face, Pedro had vanished. Despite this, Mira stayed at the river when she heard someone coming to it from behind her back. Peering over her left shoulder, she saw Abuela walking toward the riverbed where she sits.

  As a soft yet stern voice echoed from Mira's lips, she gave Alma a stern look and whispered, ", you came back to yell at me more. If so, just go away. I will never forget what you did to my family and me, and I will never forgive you for basically abusing me." Mira finally got what she wanted to say out of her aching sore throat. As a result, she cried her heart out from all of the aguish it held.

  After showing her granddaughter a soft glance, Alma sat down near the riverbed and put her hand on her shoulder. Mira simply pushed it away, not wanting to be touched by Abuela. 'Don't you dare touch me,' Mira hissed at her, indicating her anger and not wanting to be touched by her. As Alma pulled her hand away from Mirabel, she let out a heavy sigh. Alma began to apologize, "Please, Mira... I am sorry for what I have done. I want to apologise for what I did.".

  After a period of being sick of Alma, Mirabel finally erupted with an almost taunting laugh, "you want to apologize?". Of all people in the family, you want to apologize. Please don't make me laugh, you have hurt me so much. So, explain to me why you want to apologise for everyone's trauma." Alma sighed as she had seen this coming Mirabel.

*Time skip explanation because I don't explain and do the Spanish song Dos Oruguitas*

  Mirabel sighed as she began to speak ", I know it's not easy to lose someone. But that is no excuse to put the trauma onto just children. Have them stress themselves to help the community, but it was not what they wanted, but they had no choice in the matter." Mira looked at Alma and sighed for the millionth time that day, but she smiled at her. "I know what I did is unforgivable, but I do want to change Mirabel," Alma gave a gentle smile and which Mira gave one in return to her Abuela.

  When unexpectedly Bruno came out of nowhere on a dark brown coated, and black-maned equine. "Mira there you are. I have been looking for you everywhere, are you ok, are you hurt, do I need to hurt anyone," Bruno spoke frantically to his only daughter. Mira stood up from the riverbed to face her papa and laughed at him softly. "I'm fine papa, but I am glad you're okay. Also, you don't need to hurt anyone," Mirabel gently spoke to her ruana wearing father. Bruno sighed out in relief knowing his Mija was physically okay but mentally he's not quite sure.

  Abuela stood up from her spot on the riverbed to glance over and give a soft smile at her son and her granddaughter. Abuela walked over to her son and gave him a warm hug. Bruno became tense but relaxed as he hugged back before saying ", Don't think I forgave you for abusing my daughter but I love you." Abuela parted from the hug as she smiled at him as nodded her head at what he said.

  "Now let's get home," Mira said to the both of them while getting on the equine. 

A/N

     Hey guys sorry I haven't been posting. I have been busy and most importantly coming up with ideas for this story.

(666 words written) 

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