I was there the first, second and so on until the
end of everything. We are like sisters. I love
Marisol because she is nothing like me. I know it
sounds crazy but is like that. I’m the quite one,
my free times I passed by reading books or studying.
I’m very protective with my friends and family.
While she is outgoing; fun to hang out with, the
kind of person you always want it to be by your
side, free spirit. She is the youngest sister and
daughter to victor and patty Matthews. She was a
reckless out of control child but she always was a
nice girl. She has a extremely wacky taste in
clothing and likes to change her images a lot. And
so that why when she told me she try to kill her
self I just couldn’t belief it. I was surprised
and the only thing that was in my mind was
“why”. She was in love; she had very nice
parents and good friends who stand by her just like
everyone also who is lucky enough. Anything that a
normal teenager will ever want. My brain just freeze
when she told me the words “I try to kill my
self”
That was a cold and dark night and she just run
into my house and told me…
“I have a problem”
I though she was kidding , but she wasn’t. The
thing is that the day after was the last day she
could handle the screaming and yelling of her
parents fighting. She was crying and needed of a
love and kind word to get inside her heart… I
was the person to give her those words, I was the
only one she had to listen to her…
“Elena every night is the same”
Marisela say to me with tears on her eyes…
The screaming, the fighting and than after all they
just take on me, like if it were my fault that
they fight every night for nothing. They have just
an enchanting way of saying everything is my
fault…can you belief my mom told me “I didn’t
waned to have you” that kill my heart. I love
her Elena; she is the most beautiful thing in the
world to me.
“I just let her talk and say nothing” she
needed someone to talk to not someone who yells at
her. I have a enormous hole in my heart, that I
just can live up to it…im terrified Elena, every
time that I get to my house after school im just
so afraid. They hit me sometimes, but for saying
the truth ,hitting me doesn’t hurt as much as
telling me how much they don’t love me . Instead
of been that parents that everyone thinks they are
they just ignore my feelings and demonstrated how
much they don’t love me. Rather than been with me
happy they yell at me and say they never want me,
as a result of their indifference to me I don’t
want to life anymore. I can not woke up every
morning knowing what a bad day im going to have.
Hearing the colds words that comes out of their
mouth every time they are talking or sure I say
fighting…I don’t want to live anymore , I
don’t want to be a part of their life’s
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
No … How can you say just a thing
In fact , I try to kill my self this morning… she
say
“But how, why, when” …I say terrified … I
couldn’t belief what I was listening … how much
suffer and pain was on her heart.
I took pills, she says again.
I had the glass and the pills but unfortunately or
fortunately you call me and leave me a message
saying what a good friend and person I was. Saying
for the first time in a long time thank for been
in my life. I love you my sister “Happy
Birthday” As soon as I hear your words I
understood that they weren’t worth my life. I’m
going to tell you a story my friends … sometimes
you help others people throughout their life’s
without knowledge of what you are doing, that why
we are to help everyone as much as we can, and
always remember to ours friends and family the
important place they hold in our heart. A love word
to a needed heart is what we may always offer to
everyone that need it. Don’t forget that what we
see in faces may not always be what the person
feels inside their heart. Offer your feelings and a
friendly hood. You never know how much a person
needs a kind word. send a message of love,
friendship and brotherhood to the whole world. Spread
out the aroma of love from yesterday, today and
tomorrow … and make sure that they remember that
there is always someone who love than far , near ,
inside and outside their heart.
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