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    The light house

    When I was a little girl, my mother left us. My father used to say she needed to see the world.  That world that doesn’t hold nothing for me. So he raised us himself. In this old Light house that he has spend all of his time restoring. Everything I ever knew, everyone I ever loved, was right there.

     

    But sometimes love, isn’t enough to holds you, sometimes love is so strong… it drives you away.

     

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    One night there was this big storm and my brother Marco and my fathere were putting wood on the windows but then my father took off to look for more wood to hold the back windows. When he came back the next morning.

     

    “Daddy!” I came out running from inside the house and my father hugged me tight

     

    “Hey mi niña”

     

    “Where were you?” my brother asked from behind me.

     

    “ahh the rounds were awfull… but I have a surprise para ustedes(for you guys)”

     

    “What is it?” I asked exited

     

    “Como on” my father said to someone in the truck. Then a white girl my age, came out the car. Black hair, blue eyes hiding under her messy hair, with her face and cloths very dirty.

     

    “That’s your surprise?” I asked

     

    “Si… now, she’s going to stay with us hasta que sepamos where she came from….he was all by himself out by the road-”

     

    “Like a stray dog” I said

     

    “Shut up” Marco said

     

    “Hey Linda don’t say that”

     

    “What’s your name?” Marco asked, smiling like he found himself a girlfriend. The girl didn’t say anything

     

    “Maybe IT can’t talk” I said

     

    “I’m Shane” she said looking at me with a straight face.

    “Come on Shane, I’m going to show you the plays. We call it the heights. Carmen and Marco were born in this house.”

     

    “Como on I’m going to show you the best part” Marco said grabbing Shane’s Hand and taking her down some stair to a small circled room, and in the ceiling there was this judge painting

     

    “My mom did this before she left”

     

    “Yea she did” my father said looking at them. I was upstairs mad because who does this girl think she is? Come here and taking my fathers and brothers attention.
    When we were by the piano she sat there and started playing. And she looked at me. My brother saw this and sat next to Shane talking about something random

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