Everything begins as a beautiful morning in Monterrey, Nuevo Leon, Mexico – a city around the mountains that has an amazing view – of October the 15th that day, my life gave a turn of 360 degrees. Since six o’clock I have been up getting ready for another boring day in school. At 6:47 in the morning I was going to my religious school. But I never thought that five streets behind my house a tragedy was happening. A tragedy that I never thought can happen. In that point forward, everything would take a turn in my life. This would mark my life. A tragedy that you cannot forget not even if you are born again. The kidnapping of someone that you love can change your life. That’s what happened to me. The kidnapping of my cousin changed my life.
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But I went on sitting down in another damaged, cracked, full of chew gum desk. Now hearing one of my best professors, but I like him, but not the subject he teaches. When fifteen minutes later I was called to the office that I was leaving home. It was strange to me, but I didn’t matter, I was leaving home that’s what matter the most that I didn’t need to have boring, not well prepared classes. So I left the classroom not knowing that was the last time I was going to see my classmates. Thinking well, maybe my mom picked me up because she can’t after. I never realized or connected everything with what my sister said I never seek in that horrible event that she told …show more content…
My sisters and I we packed all in big, black, plastic smell trash bags. Loading everything in the truck for the next day, October the 16th can come to what we now call home. So we can come to McAllen, Texas. A city near the border where my parents during the summer they bought a house that was damaged while the hail that had fallen from the sky that past April. My dad and my older sister were all ready here reconstructing the house from zero to one hundred percent finished. My dad and my sister had gone for the weekend to Monterrey because eon Sunday it was my mom’s
I …show more content…
But I went on sitting down in another damaged, cracked, full of chew gum desk. Now hearing one of my best professors, but I like him, but not the subject he teaches. When fifteen minutes later I was called to the office that I was leaving home. It was strange to me, but I didn’t matter, I was leaving home that’s what matter the most that I didn’t need to have boring, not well prepared classes. So I left the classroom not knowing that was the last time I was going to see my classmates. Thinking well, maybe my mom picked me up because she can’t after. I never realized or connected everything with what my sister said I never seek in that horrible event that she told …show more content…
My sisters and I we packed all in big, black, plastic smell trash bags. Loading everything in the truck for the next day, October the 16th can come to what we now call home. So we can come to McAllen, Texas. A city near the border where my parents during the summer they bought a house that was damaged while the hail that had fallen from the sky that past April. My dad and my older sister were all ready here reconstructing the house from zero to one hundred percent finished. My dad and my sister had gone for the weekend to Monterrey because eon Sunday it was my mom’s