I closed my eyes and stood there, with my head held high... when the rain came down. I forgot about everyone and everything, and then I kept on going forward.
For the first time in a long time, my life had again taken everything from me. But I was somehow accustomed to it. I even enjoyed it.
The past three years had been...PRICELESS... but it was time for needed change. It was time to be a family again.
Victor Antonio Avila S
I was still attending Carson High when my dad decided to head up towards Salt Lake City...
I was 15years old when my life took a turn for the better. I had no idea that the next 3 years would be considered the best times of my life.
We arrivedat about 3 33 pm and I saw my dad and huimi waiting outside the greyhound station.
I was so happy to be able to see my dad again, and to re unite... this time in the valleys of the beautiful state of Utah.
It was cold and gloomy outside, but it felt like I was warm no matter what the weather was.The streets were covered with snow and I was excited to see where we were going to live.
2600 south was the exit we took and the city was called Bountiful right in between Woods Cross and North Salt Lake.
Have always been my way out; they has always been my escape. I do not understand them completely but truly.... Who does?
I found myself walking on a broken road. Leafs were falling around me as if they were rain. Castles and clouds surrounded me and I could feel the weather decreasing with every step that I took.
A verymelancholic song was playing in the distant. But it didn't make me sad. It made me smile deep inside... My heart kept a steady beat. My fingers had turned blue...and I felt numb.
All I could do was hide away my hands inside my jacket so the pain would go away. All I could do was try and forget...forget the memory...
I then realized that I was inside a canvas. My feet were covered in paint. And everything started to melt...
Yeah even I started to melt into the ground...
My worstenemies, my downfall... my fears
I try to wish them away. I try to fight them. I try only to end up consumed... while Ifall inside the cracks. So deep that no one sees me. So deep that I'm alone
Only accompanied by all of my sins, all of my guilt, all of the pain that endlessly stabs me right through my soul
Will you be there when the time comes... will you be by my side?
Or are you just like those who slip away. Those who come and go like favorite songs, like winters... Like you.
If we could only just begin to understand the real reason of why we are truly here, we would all then realize that we are here... for each other. And that GOD exists but he can only do so much.
We have the power to change our lives for the better each and every day if we stop looking at ourselves for just one moment and start reaching out for those who need that helping hand.
Because oneday... we will be the ones reaching out for help.