Yo Soy la Asesina

A few nights ago, Ariel, Natalia, Anna and Natalia’s friend and I were sharing pet stories during dinner. I felt like it was my turn to share, and not really thinking about it, decided to disclose a dark moment from my past: I told them the duck story. I had repressed the memory for a long time, but it all came back so clearly, and I told them about being at my friend’s house, and accidentally stepping on, and killing one of the family’s pet ducklings. It was one of the most traumatic moments of my life. Everyone else however, found the story extremely entertaining, and once the shock of the story passed, they all started hysterically laughing. Ariel found it especially amusing, and proceeded to dub me “la asesina.” Great. They are really big on apodos (nicknames) in Argentina, and mine is ‘the assassin.’ Now, whenever Luz, the cat, comes near me, Ariel shouts, “Luz, watch out, la asesina is coming hahahaha!”. Or sometimes, he will arbitrarily insert into our conversations, “pero pisaste un patito hahaha” (but you stepped on a baby duck). All I can really do is shake my head and laugh. After all, 'la asesina' is kind of a cool nick name :)