This story is dedicated to the memory of my grandfather,
TIBURCIO PANOGOT
the original "Lolo Bucio"
from whom this story was handed down.
And to Toto, who is not afraid of the dark anymore.
And to Toto, who is not afraid of the dark anymore.
Little Toto was afraid to go to the outhouse by himself after dark. The little building was located at a distance from the house and Toto would not venture out of the house and sit in the thatch-roofed and sawali-walled structure for a while for fear an aswang would come down and snatch him up and carry him away to eat him.
