Number 9 forever

3

2010

My mom finally divorced my dad and we moved to Portugal. I was happy that she finally decided to leave but in court, it was decided that my brother would stay with my dad and I would go with my mom. My dad was mad that mom divorced him so he told her that if we ever tried to contact them he would kill us. I haven't heard from my brother since then. I would cry every night since I would miss him so much. I got used to not having him around. I sometimes forget that I had a brother but I always kept the bracket he gave me. It had a E.P.G on it for Elena, Pedro, González. I would never take it off and I hoped he was doing the same.

2015

We settled down well in Portugal, and only 2 weeks after we moved I started school. I was nervous but I'm great at making friends and each time that I would get nervous I would just look down at my bracelet and remember that I had him with me even though he wasn't with me.

After only one month of being there, I made a best friend, my best friend that I knew I would have for life. Her name was Amelia and every morning we had our little routine. She would wait for me outside of my house then we would walk to our favourite little cafe. We would go inside and I would order a croissant and she would order her favourite little brioche. Then we would go to school after soccer practice.

I always had a passion for soccer, I always loved it, especially when I would play with my brother he was the one that taught me how to play. And this routine of ours went on for 12 years.