HIS MISTAKES BEHIND FORGIVENESS

A new day, the same boy was there, in front of his little desk, the same but different child among his classmates. White skin, slightly brown-haired and that pair of beautiful brown eyes is how we can describe him. Meantime, his classmates had skin as white as snow, blond-haired, sometimes curly-haired, other times straight-haired with blue or even green eyes. The little boy was considered unique in that classroom and not exactly due to his physical, but for speaking two languages at that short age. With his family, he spoke in Spanish and by his surroundings; he made himself understand in English. Everything in his life seemed to be perfect; his mother loved him, her aunt was willing to give her life for him, his grandmother (who wasn't exactly his grandmother by blood), was the typical grandma who pampered him even when he was wrong; and finally, he had his second aunt (who was not his aunt by blood either) who he played with after school. Whoever who met that beautiful angel woul

No matter how much Alice expressed her sadness in her words or in her attitude, no one could understand how dead she was feeling. As time went by and with that time, an explanation of Alice to her sister where she explained how everything happened. Alexa couldn´t find the reason why the most innocent people have to suffer more than others, more than those who go back and forth hurting the innocent ones. Why do people look for making this world a miserable place, hurting those who can change the reality of lives just with their presence? That morning she was heading to her school to hand in her documents to get registered in her last year in high school when an unknown phone number sent a message to her. The message was very clear. If she wanted to find the hidden truth she had to assist to the address that was given at the end of the message. A truth where her real boyfriend was about to be revealed. That boyfriend of hers who was the first one in her life, the first one to give her

SIX YEARS LATER What is fated to blossom, will blossom sooner or later, what is meant to be, will be in any ways. What is fated to live, will live, no matter how big the desire to destroy it is, it will live, it will live, because it is the mere life which stays where it has to stay. Six springs had gone since the moment Alice held her son between her arms, six summers had gone since the moment she cried with her sister while saying she was not a good mother just because she couldn’t guess her son was hungry, five falls had gone since her son’s first birthday party and five winters had gone since the last moment she stopped thinking about her son’s father as her first and eternal love. Gabriel didn’t exist in her thoughts since her heart became stronger to face the pain of being betrayed and then, being able to bury it in the deepest corner of her heart, he had not been a mistake in her life, he had not been that stone some trips over with, he had been the bearer of miracles that

What should she have said? Ian had called to that boy before she could explain something. The least she wanted was to give false hopes to her son about his father but regrettably, whatever she wanted to say was left aside.“Mom?” asked Joseph trying to figure out who he was.“Say hi, my cute angel, he´s an old friend whom I met today.” Alice smiled making Joseph to feel confident again.“Hi, cutie, my name is Ian,” said Ian bending over him.“Hi, my name is Joseph Gabriel, nice to meet you.” Joseph extended his hand formally.No matter how cute he smiled to Ian or how polite he seemed, that name brought him thousands of memories. That was the name of the unfaithful man who tore Alice´s heart apart, was she a masochist to name her son after that cruel person?Alice looked at them. Her son seemed perfectly fine with the man in front of her.“How was it that my mom found you, Mr. Ian?” asked Joseph politely.“Mr. Ian? Aren´t we already friends?” Ian raised an eyebrow.“My mom says I have

Past and present, it was truth that past is what makes our present and then, our future. There was nothing left in the past that wouldn´t have consequences for our present and future. Every day, every minute, every action and every though we have is like a brick we use when we’re building our houses, the house that would save us in our future and will be the same house which we can save someone else’s heart. Past and present, they always come as one. Life couldn’t without one or the other. Gabriel knew that from the moment that past he believed he had buried in the darkest corner of his heart, had come back for just one reason. If it was right according to Rosa’s words some years ago, that kid could be his. “I can't believe it, Gabriel. I can't... Are you sure of that?" Her mom questioned him, leading her hands to her mouth. “I don't know, sometimes I think I saw her clearly but other times I just... I just, don't know.” Gabriel sighed heavily. “Do you know what it means if it'