Winds of change.

Hi, I'm Marina.

There is not a lot to say about me. My name's Marina, I'm small and fatty, I have five best friends, live in a small city, I think I'm really smart but I never show it, I'm really sensitive . I had have my heart broken many times, but just one was because of a guy. I still can remember Roger, he was the kindest young teenager I've ever met. But we'll get to that.

There is a popular myth that says that a broken mirror gives bad luck, I think it's true. I think life is like a mirror, when a piece of it is broken it break it all in the half, and then, bad things start to happen. My story is a bit long, and a bit complicated too. If you want to understand it I'll have to go back a few years. Seven years ago, when I had eight years old, Happened the first traumatic thing in my life, the first broken piece of my life's mirror.

My dad, Drew, wasn't the kindest person in the world. He smoked, drank alcohol like there was no tomorrow and say all the bad words you can count. But he loved people so truly, he loved my mom, he loved my grandma, he loved my sister and he loved me. I was the little sister, my old sister is one year and eight month older than me, so basically my parents was with two babies. My old sister, Lexy, it's the type of person that everybody notice when she goes into a room. Besides of her beauty, she can talk to every person, each person, from little kids to the old people, everybody loves her, it has being like that since she was a little one year old baby. On the other side is me, The quiet Marina, the little girl that reads one hundred page's books with no draws. I was the opposite of Lexy, in everything. So since I was a child I was the invisible one, Lexy catch all the attention leaving me as her shadow, always beside her, always quiet. But there was someone that Lexy never take off me. I was never invisible for my dad, he always treated me like Cinderella, while for rest of the world I was just Ella. I remember one time, I had flu, but I still have to do the domestic chores. In the last days I haved high fever but that day I was feeling better. When dad arrives home I had not done the dishes, I was really ashamed when I told him. He didn't even care, he charge me, kissed my cheek and say:

''- I just care that you are alright.''

He had a really bad smoking/drinking problem, and even when people told him a thousand times ''that is going to kill you'' He never listened. And of course all actions have consequences, he get sick, and sick of the worst sickness ever, he got cancer. Like in that time I was a kid I have no idea where it was or how bad it was, I just remember he was sick. I didn't go to any school trip in two or three years, becose we have to pay the medicines. One day he got worst, my mom had to take him to a special hospítal in the chap, I stayed with my grandpa's and Lexy's Godmother, Lexy went to the chap with one of my uncles, my aunt and their two kids. Actually, that was one of the best summers of my life, I went to swimming classes everyday with Lexy's Godmother, and now that's the best sport for me and the only one I can do right, seriously, I can't even run, I almost walk. Well, one day I was in my grandmother's house and my mother came back. I was really happy becose I haven't seen her in like two month. I hug her and then ask her:

- Mommy, where's dad?

She goes to a rocking chair and sit there, she put me in her legs and started saying that we are going to move on, that my dad in now an angel that is taking care of us. I understand it all in the moment she started crying. We cried hugged there, and so far that is the closest moment I have ever had with my mom. After that Lexy's Godmother go there, she invited me to a taco night in her house for helping me to feel better, it didn't work. Since that everything is really fuzzy in my head. And all I can remember is the school days.

Oh, that crappy bloody days.

Well, when I was a child I was really close to my sister, or that is what it was in my six year old head. I was a slave or a fan, or both. I was always behind her (remember? Shadow) and do all the things she did. If she didn't like chicken soup I didn't like chicken soup, If she wanted to play dolls I wanted to play dolls, If she wanted to see an horror movie I wanted to see the horror movie (Still traumatized becose of that). And well, when Lexy wanted to go to the most expensive school of the city I wanted to go there too. My mom ask me in which school I wanted to be, and I just answered: