Enid Macias-Student
St. Pauls School of YouTheology
June 10, 2011

I woke up another day, another journey, another step.
I have everything I always want
One beautiful mom, a strong dad,
A good way of life.
It was a good morning like most of the mornings in my life, but this time something wasn’t right.
I went to the kitchen and I turn on the tv, and the news guy said yesterday was a disaster a blood day for our city (cd. Juarez) something came into my mind,
I thank God for my mom and dad.
As usual my mom is always in the kitchen making breakfast for me, but now she wasn’t there.
And another time I thought something wasn’t right. I hear the phone, I hear a scream something wasn’t right.
My dad was killed.
With tears in her eyes my mom told me your father is dead.
I was shocked. I could not talk.
Why me, why my family I’ve never done bad.
Why my dad?