𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠

【Ｃｈａｐｔｅｒ １】

¡¡Warning!!: By now Camila will be 12

Ｎｅｗ ｌｉｆｅ

I finally finished elementary school, for some reason I never felt comfortable at school, I never had many friends and the ones I had abandoned me because there are more interesting people. Not even the teachers treated me the same as the others. If he had learned anything in that school, it was that the children of the teachers' friends go first, secondly, the extroverts who only know how to screw up a person's life and applaud them, and lastly, those introverts who absolutely nobody paid attention to from the first day and they stressed every mistake: they didn't talk, they do this they do the other and they always cries, in other words that was me.

But the only thing I can say is that at least they appreciated my behavior (something that many took advantage of), the attention I paid in class and that I never lacked anything, but even so I was never treated very well by many people which made me especially this last year i cried almost every night for not being able to please people and for the fact that when i have pleased them i failed at something and they left forever. And the fact that they did to my sister had a lot of hang-ups didn't help either. My parents put 4 demands on the school but still nothing. But who cares anyways i will have to see them in september again Or at least I think so...

"¡Camila, Estela come here please!"My father asked us to go down to the living room to say something to each other before eating. My sister and I went downstairs thinking that it would be the plans for this vacation as always but when we sat on the sofa... We received other types of "plans"

"!We are going to live in California¡"My mother said with great emotion "¡¿What/Really?!"My sister and I said at the same time. We have no problem moving to California. In fact, our paternal grandparents are from there and we used to go many times, but... Even so, it is quite a surprising fact. Also in part we were happy because we would not have to continue seeing people who hurt us as much as for me and for my sister. But even so it is worrying because of the fact of school and more for my part that this year I started high school.

"But don't worry about school, we decided to put them in an international school"Those were the words that my father said and with which I relaxed, and with which my sister had more confidence. After that our parents gave us a brochure of the school, from what I saw it was located in the city Brea, that city was not unknown to me, my sister and I went many times with our father and he told us how he had met our mother. After our parents explained to us now if the plans for these vacations, my sister and I went up to our room, once inside we looked at each other with great happiness and emotion.

Gone are those morons who made us feel bad and the teachers who didn't give a shit about us, my sister Estela was the most excited, she couldn't stand another year stuck in that hell. 

She had always told us since she was six years old how bad the teachers made her feel when comparing her to me, if there is something that in this family we hate, it is comparisons. And also about her stupid classmates who made fun of her for her way of speaking, so she always turned to me at recess and got together with me and my friends, they didn't like it because my sister is 3 years younger than me, but I didn't like the idea of ​​leaving my sister alone so for now in what was our last year of school it was just me and my sister.

"I feel that this is going to be a great restart for our lives, people who can understand us, more possibilities to have a good quality of life and finally good teachers who do not have favoritism"Words my sister said while jumping and running around the room. Which the last ones sounded a bit like fantasy.

 "I wouldn't want to cut your wings, Estela, but I think that the thing about the teachers isn't going to be true, the rest could be, but life gives many surprises and one of them is disappointment".Despite that, my sister did not care, I wish I was like her, despite everything we had to go through that hell, she was very optimistic, just like mom, In fact, I think she and I were already packing even though the trip would be the following week.