I walked along the beach hand in hand with Luis at my side. Its been 7 years since that first Papi died and I passed over the rough spots in my life. I have given up on Papi's Empire about 2 years ago. Papi owned so much weed that sold the entire thing to a buyer for 79.4 million dollars. I was too much drama and I am wiser now. "Alexiana lets stop here." Luis sat first and I sat in the space between his legs. He rested his chin on the top of my head. We sat like this for a while until retreating inside the our beach house. I ran into my study and grabbed a piece of paper. I started a tradition that I had to stick to. Every year after I turned 18, I started allowing messages to my Papi attached to balloons fly away.I grabbed the balloon I had prepared and attached the slip to it. I ran outside a watched until the balloon was floating away into the sunset.
The slip read,
Dear No One,
Thank you for everything I am
Happy
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Dear No One
Teen Fiction15 year old Alexiana Castilian, daughter of Christian and Susana Castilian is a spoiled daddys girl, but when tragedy strikes everything changes.