Here
I am. Where? Lost, looking for answers with a photograph of me and him
together. The time is killing me, I want him back.
I
am a young sister with 16 years; I want to know why and I only listen because.
When we
understand that all we dream isn’t like we want.
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If you love someone show it! |
It
looks like I had the world in my heads; an argument had change all my life,
At 19 May of
1989 I was sit by the window, waiting, waiting and waiting, for someone that
maybe never would be back.
This is a
history that you never going to forget.
Was a summer
day of last year, I came from school thinking in a promise that my brother made
to me, on that day I would go to the camp with him to have a walk with him and
my mother.
When
I came in saw my mother crying and I was asking one thing, why?
When she told
me that my brother needed to go to the war in one week, I was in shock (…)
When he came
from the kitchen I start to scream with him saying that he was leaving us as
the same way that dad did...(Yes, my father died in the war...)
I
slap him and gone to my bedroom and I remember the last think I tell him was “I
hate you” I was so stupid by saying that at really.
In the same
night he gone to don’t make us suffer more, I could felt at night he gone to my
bedroom and gave me a kiss and said “I will come back”
After
mother, I really trough that he was dead, when I receive a letter saying “Your
member of family will return home by 26 April of 1989”
Me and my
mother were really happy and I was saying “thank God” crying but happy, at
really I couldn’t hide my smile.
But
as not every story has a happy ending, in 20 April of 1989 we receive other
letter but when I read I.. I.. I was screaming inside, it was saying “Sorry but
the soldier has died at 18 April, we will send the rest of the body for a
funeral, and we are suffering for what’s as happen”
I
hug my mother crying and she only said “we two going to be happy”
Sometimes I
like to go to the window and look outside, it remember him, my mother had marry
again and had a baby, as she arrived at home I came back to the reality of
life, to the year, moth I was May, but seeing that baby coming in bringing love
by over the place and when my mother asked me to choose the name of that
gorgeous boy, I jumped from the window, starting to walk I smiled looking behind,
came back one step, giving the same love by a kiss, and start to walk again, my
mother said “and the name?” I only told “Put the name of a big soldier “Eduard”
to remember who never died”
If love is
everything show it! - SALVADOR!
"Texto de um trabalho, de 2010"