It was painful to see how much my family suffered… We had separated at a time, yet after meeting the geezers and properly healing, I had started to relate better with them, because even if it had been difficult a experience and different for each of us, they were my family… they would always be.
The ones I grew up with and for whom I wanted to escape Seth… the family I loved against difficulties and unfairness… the loved ones I wanted to live for as Granny Martha had taught me…
The scenes of what had been without me in my world then continued… showing the papers and news in which I appeared. Since while being kidnapped, I had been shown to the country, the same happened when I appeared and I guess with this… It also happened when I died…
Nonetheless, the television would be turned off in mom's house since she would start to cry harder every time and my brothers would accompany her quietly as they suffered not only my death but mom's sorrow…
