Vignette.
I was 15 years old and i had never seen my brother. He had always been that kind of relative that lived outside the country and was all the time sending gifts, writting messages, no matter the distance, no matter the difference of hours, he was always there. One day, he just told me that he wanted to see my sister and i. I was so excited. But there was a problem, we didn’t have that amount of money foy buying 2 tickets for Holland. I was so sad about that because we had the passports. I remember that i talked with him about that and he noticed i was so sad because the situation turned really difficult because of economic aspects. My brother decided to hel my father and my mother with some cash so we could buy those tickets and finally meet my brother.
Miguel Angel Murillo Nuñez.
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