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Love Hurts.

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My sister said -Go and forgets about Alex!- What I would downplay<br />

because she, my sister does not know how difficult it is to deal with<br />

the memory of someone who is dead.<br />

That night I could not sleep because I knew the next day everything<br />

would change for me, I just close my eyes when I heard:<br />

-Tarina! Tarina – Shouted my mother because it was morning<br />

already.<br />

-I’m going - I answered and I knew that my mother was telling me to<br />

fix bags because in the afternoon I was going to take my flight to<br />

London.<br />

After fixing my bags I went for a walk last time to the center of my<br />

town called Littleland every person who hears that name laughs<br />

because it was a small city that does honor to its name but I still love<br />

living here.<br />

Walking through the city center taking my coffee I could notice how<br />

pretty it was the old buildings, old trees and people obviously I was<br />

going to miss everything.<br />

-Hi! Tarina - My best friend said and walked towards me.<br />

-Hi! Bella How are you? - I answered very sad because it was the last<br />

time I’ll see her in five years that is duration of the contract with the<br />

publisher.<br />

I told her about I was going to London and everything else.<br />

-I'll miss you so much you know you're like a sister to me- Bella said<br />

very sad.<br />

Bella always was smiling but today his smile had disappeared maybe<br />

she really was going to miss me.<br />

We said good bye with hugs thing that I did not like very much but y<br />

I let her hug me. Bella is a little chubby so I just could hardly cover<br />

her with my arms.<br />

Was time to go I took my bags and said goodbye to my mother and<br />

my sister Katy too.<br />

-Daughter I hope you get a good husband there in London- My<br />

mother said very quietly.<br />

-¡Not even a year ago that died the guy who I loved most so I could<br />

not even think in marry me with someone more!-<br />

My mother was a woman of 50 years old who has suffered much it<br />

shows up in her dry skin and gray hair so I did not feel sad to leave<br />

her because I know that I was going to help her with the money that I<br />

was going to earn working in the publisher.

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