Chapter 2: a new begining

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It's been four years since this man has taken me into his home and treated me like his son but he told me one day that my roots are in Africa and he said that there's a family waiting to take care of me so I spent one last month in Spain and a lot happened in that month. I'll tell you one of the things that happened...... I had this friend. Him and I were like brothers because we did nearly everything together and respect each other or at least so I thought. On my last day in Spain, he woke me up to play with him and his friends but his friends were big guys compared to me so I feared them. They came up with a game whereby we had to head but each other in the stomach, buuuttt of course I found it dangerous so when my friend came with speed I moved causing him to hit his head into the wall he looked up at me and said: "Angelo you're dead" so I ran home and the man said that it was time to go to bad because I were to leave first thing in the morning.

The next morning...
As we were in line I swear that my care taker was crying but he didn't let me see any tears and just before I left he told me his name and the name of his girlfriend. He said: "my name is Alejandro and my girlfriend's name is Tajaréis , bye my son we will miss u."

Finally in Africa......
The plane lands and I'm finally in Namibia. I was excited to meet my new family as I saw my new dad standing at the AirPort i ran towards as if I had known him my whole life he said: "welcome my son". He then put me in school and I started 2 years late I enjoyed it.

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