My friend Rosabelle, how can I not remember her too beautiful when I met her, it hurts that not many know she was born in 1918, but yep when I met her it was because of strange things that happened in my house 7u7.
Always, in general, I lived those things, every night it was the same I felt chills and my daughter the same until my mother died, she always accompanied us and after that she gave her rest.
She always visited us at night, she said that a guy was the one who caused her that, maybe the poor thing I could not do much but hey is that she had peace she always said it ...
What if I have no doubts is that she has been a good friend pending us, always supporting us in a hurry, that is why I always carry her in my heart jsjsj I have always been very affectionate and accommodating, first of all I always give more than my account.
Usually my daughter says so ...
Sometimes I think about what I do that this bad guy always supports the best thing possible, the important thing for me is to see her happy, I love them ...
Usually it all started one night in 1989, I was little, I remember that my mother always came to visit me at night and looked at me, in general I was always a very outgoing and curious person.
When she came I pretended to be silly and she told me You always make yourself the same since there is a very beautiful friendship with my mother ..
Then they were very intense days, not with her but with some guys who liked my mother's house, so she always scared them away, they stared at the house but we were ready for everything possible that could happen and that's what more helps us.
Those nights were magical until he went to live peacefully in his world of happiness.