Victor
I have been standing at the board of the bridge and all I could think of was my grandmother's words. She was a very catholic woman. She always used to tell me, how should a person act to get into the kingdom of the Lord. Whenever we saw in the news that someone stole, or they found out that someone was a drug dealer, prostitute, or committed suicide she groaned and shook her head saying.
" - Do you see Victor? This is how you get your one-way ticket to Hell! And my dear grandson, once you are there, there is no way back! So be good, be kind and share the love so when your day comes God will accept you with his arms open." - she smiled and caressed my face. I looked up and sighed. I missed her so much. Since she was gone I had no one who understood me. My parents worked day and ni
