*The dog (Sandi wasn't able to come with us because before my mom and sister came to Laredo they changed to another house.
They rented a little house that was right next to the owners house. The owner was an old lady, her name was Dora .
when my mom and sister left the house to come live with us , they had to pay the rent, but they didn't because there was no money. They didn't take any stuff with them because my dad was suppose to come for them later on when my mom and sister came to Laredo. The dog was there in the house with Dora .
My dad came for the stuff, he was able to get some stuff but not all of them because Dora the owner came home and didn't let my dad take the dog nor the rest of the stuff , because my mom didn't pay the rent...
it was a sad moment when my dad got home without Sandi.
I'm over it , but I'm still angry at the stupid old lady Dora .)
Nothing really happened in San Antonio.
The only events that really made me sad was that my older brother Matthew, started to smoke weed, and hang out with gangs , be a brat , he was just a hot mess.
My dad has always been very violent . When my brother got in trouble he would always scream at him, hit him. It was awful to see my dad beat up my 15 year old brother (at the time he was 15)
My dad went to jail for doing that, as well as my brother for running away, smoking, getting in fights.
My dad and brother never had a good relationship. That is sad.
We only lived in San Antonio for a year. (2009-2010)
We then decided to move to Guadalajara, without my brother Matthew . We left to Guadalajara, Jalisco. Nothing really happened in Guadalajara also.
Well maybe it did .... it was December the 31, so my family and i went to celebrate new years with my dads side of the family. The party was at my uncles ranch. Everyone was there, having a great time . My siblings, cousins, and i were playing games, getting wet because it was hot !. It was so much fun .
Alcohol was obviously involved . Because of alcohol my uncles got to drunk, and started saying the truths of each other. That caused a big fight.
I was talking with my cousins, when i all of a sudden turn my head, and see my uncle Carlos hit my other uncle Hugo with his head. Blood came out , so i freaked out and stood up from the chair and screamed to my cousin that his dad was in a fight .
Everyone was crying, angry, trying to calm the kids. Everyone was threading each other , it was just pure madness. Everyone was drunk, and because of the scare, it seemed like the drunk ness faded.
My uncle Hugo is a lawyer, so he has contacts.
I was scared .
We left to my uncle Carlos house (used to be my grandmas house ) everything was OK . I was playing with the little kids trying to make them stop talking about the fight.
I all of a sudden had the urge to go to the restroom .
I was there in the toilet , minding my own business, when i , all of a sudden hear fireworks ... i thought to my self " why does the fire works sound so close? " i then realized it wasn't fireworks ... it was several guns being shot at the house.
this might sound hilarious, but i stood up cleaned everything that needed to be cleaned as fast as i could. I rushed out the door and saw my dads nephews with guns.
Everyone was outside. The neighbors where calling the police, the kids where crying, i didn't know what to do, my dad was trying to get the gun from his nephew. I don't know if my dad accidentally pushed the trigger or his nephew did it, but the thing is that his nephew got shot in the foot by his own gun.
My brother Jovan almost got shot in the head. I just stood there looking at everything. I was pushed back in the house by my aunt.
My dads nephew are police, so my uncle Hugo called them to go and fire the house. That was a dick move.
Hours later everything gets solved. We all go back home like at 3 am, talking about it.
Time passes and nobody has talked to anybody. That was a nice way to start 2011 . *note the sarcasm*
May the 3, 2011 we move again to nuevo Laredo. The same thing happened like back in 2009 when we first got to nuevo Laredo. Renting crappy houses, no food. It was a lot better than the first time.
At least we did have a fridge, stove, air conditioning.
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I have lots of memories to tell , but i cant really say everything because i just cant type all the details. Many stuff happened but i just cant type it all. I prefer saying it. Many crazy and disgusting stuff have happened, but i will only say the stuff that has really marked me. . Later when i finish this book ill add one last chapter where i just tell all this little funny and stupid events that have happened in my life.
Thats all i wanted to say bye !
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Memories
Non-Fictionthis is a autobiography . I'm writing about my memories and what is currently happening to me .. i just want to share what I've been wanting to share with the people i care. its hard to say it in word .. ill just write it .
