Put me in my cradle! — ¡Acúname!

Francisco Martínez
2 min readSep 12, 2022

He spread his little arms and plump legs as he laid his face down on the bed. He was smiling. He had just turned three months old.

As I turned to head for the bathroom, a metallic voice said: put me in my cradle!

I turned around quickly and the baby’s lips repeated: put me in my cradle!

The horror of him overcame me. I looked at him in disbelief at what was happening. He was still smiling. I was terrified, and an infinite revulsion prevented me from approaching him.