Author's notes: Okay this is another Coco story that I have been writing. I was inspired by this after reading a couple of stories where Miguel dies and is reunited with the deceased Riveras. I read two that showed Miguel dying for trying to save his sister so it got me thinking 'How would Socorro feel about that? Would she miss him? Would she blame herself for what happened? Would her family still be grieving?' I am hesitant to post this story up because the death of a child is a very sensitive topic. Adults got to do much with their life but children haven't.

WARNING: The story is rated M for sensitive themes (death of a child, kidnapping, and curses), and violence.

Read with caution.

Prologue

Whenever someone asked me if I had any hermanos o hermanas, I always answered 'No, I am an only child.'

However, it wasn't always like that.

You see, when I was a toddler, I had a brother-a big brother, named Miguel.

Everybody loved him because he was so much fun!

Every day, he would always play his guitar and sing songs for me and my family. Every night, Miguel would always sing lullabies to me and my primos, Manny and Benny before bedtime.

Then when I was almost three years old, he vanished.

I don't know remember what happened.

All I recalled was running down the street. Miguel and I were playing a fun chasing game. I took running but then, I felt my brother pushing me off the road so quickly.

I rolled into the grass and was picked up by my cousin, Rosa. Then I heard a crash that sounded so scary. When I looked at the source of the crash, my cousin shield my eyes, while carrying me inside the house. Where's Miguel? Why did he stop chasing me?

It was so strange. I was left at home with my Abuelito and Abuelita while everybody else was at the doctor's. Where was Miguel?

When I asked my Mama and Papa, about him, they gave me that strange sad look and said he went away. I asked them when was he coming back, they stayed silent. Mama just shook her head and cried while Papa held her.

My abuelita took me aside and explained gently to me that Miguel couldn't be with us anymore. He's with our ancestors in a paradise. Anyone who goes there cannot come back home.

I didn't understand what she meant by that, but all I know was that Miguel was gone. I remembered feeling so sad that I cried. It wasn't fair-why did he have to leave?

Why did he disappear so suddenly?

I was told that Miguel would visit us once a year every November 2nd.

His photo is on the ofrenda and I do leave him stuff but I never see him. Does he see me? If I could see him, I could ask Miguel questions that no one would answer:

Where did you go? Why did you leave?