I cried almost all night because of what happened. Many came to my mind and I planned to apologize to Smael, but it was no longer in his room.
I did nothing but use my cellphone only. When we eat or help cook, I don't tell them what happened, I'm just on my mind. I feel like I'm going crazy thinking about how I can talk to, Smael. Because even if I call his number I can't be reached.
Is he that mad at me?
It's been four days and Smael is still gone, so I'm even sadder, I keep calling his number but it always turns off.
Even though I regretted what I did, it was too late because I just thought it would be my fault,
"Hija you ate already."
I raised my face as I pondered deeply here kitchen while sitting. "Mother Emma, was it wrong for me to take medicine to keep from getti
