A sad story of a woman who murdered her children and, because she feels overwhelming guilt, she searches for them in the night wind, crying, full of sorrow "¡ay mis hijos!" (oh, my children!"). It is said that on a full moon the wind blows angrily, personifying the desperation that La llorona has for finding her children. As a child, I was so traumatized by this story that the slightest howl of the wind would send me shivering beneath my blankets. I would imagine La Llorona and fear that she would capture me. Legends like La Llorona is what I miss the most from my childhood memories and thanks to this nostalgic feeling I am here organizing a run. - Ceci Iñiguez