Diana - 10 years , Ramiro - 15 , Alejandro - 15
Did you know that our mind and heart is like a bottle the more the quantity the more the quality? but then it becomes so fragile!!! Paow !!! it breaks. I learnt that the hard way
" D!!! D !!! " I heard as my mum called my name " coming ma " I replied as i ran downstairs . Ma had always taught me not to run around in the house but I never did listen to her, intead I prepared my mind for the scolding which came after I jumped the last step " Diana vesperini!! She gasped in horror " Te he dicho varias verces que no corras por la casa ; intenta ser femenina por una vez" I actually expected that! she hates it when I do that, in translation she said " I have told you to not run around in the house multiple times; try to be lady like for once" it's Spanish ! as a Vesperini , the family name is important and apparently as a 10 year old I also have to Uphold that name too ! Tsk so much work " I'm sorry mama I won't run around the house again " with the sweetest smile I could muster I said those words knowing it was a lie , you could say I was a naughty child or you could also say the truth. Being in the house really sucked back then .
" I hope you will behave yourself D and I'll get you that Princess game set you have always wanted ! " She tried to coax me with a sweet smile but I knew there was a catch to it " your cousins are coming over and I don't want you getting in a fight with any of them " mhm there it was!! the catch I hated my cousins they were so unpredictable especially Ale " They started it the last time it wasn't my fault ! " I had explained what happened to her several times but she told me the same thing Everytime and she said it again " you are a girl , you can't go around exchanging words with every boy , you dont have the strength to match with theirs " i looked at her with horror she always looked down on me because i was a girl or so i thought " please just promise me you will behave " and i did! I promised her and prayed to God that I would be able to keep that promise because if they was anything that could come In parr with how I hated Macaroni it was the irritante (irritant) twins . I really hated them but ma didn't understand! Maybe it was a good thing she didn't . I watched as she went into the kitchen and in my head I started devising ways I could avoid trouble the next day and I came up with a very good decision to stick to the side of the less irritating one ! Ramiro Delgado