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Memoirs: Love

I was thirty years old when I met this man in a place that well I would have never thought he would be. Out of no where he came towards me as he sat next to me and saw me eye to eye. I did not know who he was, but my heart did for well I did not asked what he wanted nor felt threaten by him.

He said to me "I created Death to takes lives away, but I have prolonged it thirteen times from you, and basically I can't do this anymore. Manny this is the last time I'm going to ask you to find me for the next time, I must allow Death to do what I have created it to do"

Very powerful words specially for someone that well has never thought of Death nor cared either, but at that time my heart opened up and my eyes and everything that I had held so close went away and I felt so at peace with myself. What is this I am feeling I said? No response but the feeling remain, along with the man right next to me. I saw my childhood in front of me as if it was a movie and saw all the good times I had with my mother and my brother and all the hard times we went through as a family. I saw how we were not the riches people on Earth neither the poorest but we were poor, but despite of it we were always happy with each other. I saw how at times we only ate bread and butter for that was all we had, and at times my mother would not eat lunch for us to be able to get McDonald's for dinner. We had a rough childhood you could say, but we were always happy with each other. than I saw how my teenage years came about and the fun times I had spending my Summers at the park, the beach, and in friends houses, playing around hide and seek, or anything that came into our minds that day.

I had no worries about money nor status with other people. I did not care if my shorts were dirty or clean. I never stopped and saw a mall as a way to hang out and waste time, no I saw the outside as the source for my happiness and that was all I cared for when I was a teenager even though I got in trouble most of the times. No matter my goal was always to enjoy everyday for it could have been my last day to lived. Thank came the scene when I grew up and saw how bitter my heart had become. All into myself but not materialistic, but more towards ignorant way of thinking for I was determined to become better than God and better the Satan, not knowing Satan had control of my life at that time. I saw how I used to get so drunk that I at times would wake up in a trash can or on a creek. Not a way to live your grown


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