Marker Fight? hell yeah!

Have you ever fight with one of your siblings? How was it? Was it even just words; you hit each other or was it a new kind of fight?

Well it was a normal day of my childhood; I was calmly resting on my parent’s bed looking at the TV. I was looking at on of my favorite’s movie “Hercules”.  It was like six o’ clock on the afternoon, my dad hadn’t return out from work and my mom was waiting for him. I was feeling happy as I had just gone out from a hot bath and I was wearing my pajamas, my pajama was white with tinny pink roses and some leaves. Suddenly my sister came in wearing the same pajamas as mine; we usually had the same cloth so that we wouldn’t get jealous or fight because we wanted what the other one had.

My sister went to the studio to get some painting books, markers and crayons. She returned to the room and we lied ourselves on the bed and started painting. There was a bottle full of different markers colors. It seemed like a rainbow inside an uncolored box. We started painting the book and having fun while we waited for dinner to be ready.  

When we were painting something happened, we both wanted the same marker at the same time, to color. We started arguing about who should use the markers first; we both wanted the marker so there was war between us.  We started jumping in the bed in circles and started running from each other. We fell from the bed because our feet flipped in the covers. 

Then thing started getting wild you could say, we started grabbing the markers as if they were swords, and started fighting as pirates. The markers were open so we were painting our pajamas. We started changing markers so that the colors vary. We spend around half an hour fighting and getting our pajamas full of markers all colors you can guess. We weren’t fighting anymore we were having fun between sisters. We shout, laugh and had a great time. I bet you can think how our pajamas were at that time full of colors, but not only them also our faces and hands. Suddenly we heard a noise behind our backs and as we turned around we saw our dad. You can know when there’s something wrong with your dad or mom because of their look on its face and their deeply view that penetrates you eyes.

We got really scared of what might happen next so we decided to stay quite.  He entered and just got really freaked out as he saw our pajamas all lighted up with markers and our faces also painted. I remember he went out the bedroom and when he came back he had his belt on his hand folded in half. We both knew what was coming next, he slaps some lashes to each of us and he started scolding us because of the mess we had made. After the entire problem we had to go back to the bathroom and take another shower so that the paint from our face will come off. Our pajamas went right to get clean but not all of the maker paint came off so we had to throw them away. 

Now that we think of that night with my sister, we just laugh, because we think of how crazy we were when we were little and how crazy we can get when we fight with each other.  We created that big fight into a really cool game that made our night really happy, except for the part when you parents arrive and you are making a mischief. Your parent freak out and grant you with not letting you see the TV, but that’s not so important, as cell phones are for us now. The best parts of childhood are those crazy and amazing funny times, you never forget.



SISTERS FOREVER :D



Didn't wanna leave?

LONDON :)

It was the middle of November of the last year. Mi sisters and I had went to a trip over to London, by ourselves, to visit my grandpa’s friends that live over their. All 3 weeks that we were there it was really cold you could see the smoke that came out of your nose and mouth every time you exhale air. When you came into the house if you where wearing glasses and the heater was on your glasses would get clouded because of the change of temperature.  The day we were leaving we had to walk one and a half kilometers to get to the train station. I would say it was the longest and the coldest walk I ever had. As we were walking with our entire luggage in the street it was 6 A.M, you could see that all of the cars have a thin cap of ice on top of them. It was so cold you were able to fill how your nose was getting frozen. I remember entering to the train and feeling the warm atmosphere. We change train several times. As we got to the airport it was too early to go to the gate and wait for the plane so we decided to go to drink a coffee. As the weather was rainy and cold we drink a hot coffee from starbucks and stay for a while there, just chatting. When we thought it was time to go to the gate and get ready we started walking and get over there. We waited for half an hour to aboard the plane. We sat on our places and waited for the plane to start moving. The windows from the plane had water drops but they were already frozen because of the cold, so they started to trough water to the plane so it will unfreeze. Every five minutes de captain said we will soon be taking off to our destination; Atlanta. It took two hours for the captain to tell us we hadn’t start flying because of the weather. Everyone in the plane started to freak out because they were suppose to do connection with other planes. We got very nervous because we were three girls flying for the first time alone, without parents and the adult was my sister who had just turn eighteen that same month.  As soon as we hear the news we started calling our parents to tell them we probably wouldn’t be able to make it to Guatemala the same day. We were afraid we will have to stay in a hotel in Atlanta and take a flight until the day after. While we waited sited in the plane for two and a half hours on delay, the captain announced that prince William have just get engaged with Kate. Time after, the plane started moving and finally the road was clear and the weather was getting better. It was about 6 hours of flight until finally we got to our first destination. We tried to be the first ones to live the plane and as soon as we got off we started running full speed all over the airport. We run through migration and we were lucky we didn’t have to check luggage. On our way to the gate there was a plenty of people and we weren’t able to run, we started hearing they were giving the last calls to aboard our plane. We finally arrived to our gate and they were closing the door, we started begging to the people to let us in. A few of them didn’t wanted to let us in but other just say it was alright and that they will check really fast our boarding passes. They opened the door again and let us in to the plane. We place ourselves on the sits and felt such a great relief. We were able to make it to our flight to Guatemala, home sweet home.

Just like twins

TWINS <3

On a hot day at the beach before New Years Eve, I met a person who I know I will never forget. I was in the sea with my cousin, on our way back to the house we saw a car which we didn’t knew. As we entered through the house I saw we had visit, as I went to greet I saw a girl had come and was my age. Her name was Sofia and just by looking at her you could see that she was shy. That day she talked very little so I didn’t get to know her that well.  

She was my dad girlfriend’s daughter, one month after meeting her the first time, we went to have dinner. That night we talked about everything about what we like and what we dislike. She appeared to have the same tastes I did. We both like going to parties almost ever week, like going out together with our friends and love taking pictures. We like the peace and love sign, the aqua and green color, and we both use glasses. We love eating ice cream, candies, spaghetti, cheese, our favorite vegetable is broccoli, and we love cooking. We make like a twin team were we created our own language and we bother my sister as much as we can, we are best friends because we tell each other our own secrets and we know we can count with each other always. We fight like sisters and best friends would.  

As time went by I get to knew here more than I did before, I started to notice she would always be telling jokes or laughing about everything we used to say. She likes to be happy everyday and likes to have a conversation with the people surrounding her.  She is much applied when it comes to her studies at the school; you know she will be there for you whenever you need it. If there something she hates is fake people. She is really sweet, but when there something that bothers her she will make you know, also when you did something that hurt her.

She is very artistic and so she does Spanish dance since she was five years old, and she has never stop dancing. She has dance on the same academy dance all her life. She likes photography of all kinds since nature to portraits. She likes doing manual things like painting, she has a great mind to create thing and ideas for cards or school works. She is madly deeply truly in love with Justin Bieber; she loves his music more than anything in the world.  She loves all kind of music except for “reggeaton”, aside from that she loves: country, classic, hip-hop, rap and pop.

Most of the people who met us for the first time, say that we look more than sisters just like twins. We have dark brown eyes, black hair; we are brunet and almost the same tall. Some people even say we laugh really alike.

I have to say that’s there no other thing I like most than spending time with her, we think almost equally. We made jokes and laugh about things that only us and no one else is able to understand. We have great adventures in trips and parties we will never forget and every time we remember about it there’s nothing else we can do but laugh as hard as we can. When we are together we get so crazy there’s nothing that can stop us not even our parents.

I know that I wouldn’t be able to be without here because now she is part of my life and there’s no way I will ever let her go, eve though we have our fights and everything I know that our friendship is stronger and takes everything down. We are the twins we never knew we had.

“It’s double the giggles, double the grins, and double the trouble if you're blessed with twins.”

Changing Places

As time goes by you can remember about your past, and things that have change since that moment to the present. There is a really special and beautiful place for me that have change a lot and I really miss it. Every time I go out from my house the first thing I see is the big mall, but as you know before that there had to be something else, and there was. I have this great memory of my childhood, every morning on my way to school, I used to see in front of the entrance a big field where there used to be cows. You could see the cows eating their grass, green as an apple and fresh as a week after rain. There where some times when the cows will leave their place and come into my house. My grandparent will take care of the cow, because it will remember him of the time when he used to have cows all over our place. The owner of the cows will always be sitting on a red plastic box where the cokes were delivered in big amounts. He will be watching with full attention the way his cows eat. Most of the times this man wear a hat of straw with a red band on the middle, common accessories on Guatemalans men hat, he will usually be chewing something, it probably was wheat from the place. As in old times people used to drink fresh milk that has just been taken from the cow the same day, and that was a thing you could see the man did, on these days that same milk is to expensive and most of the people buy milk from the grocery store. The field was full of grass but also from dust, the road will get full of dust and every car who passed on it will take it farther. The road was brown and dirty everyday of the year. One day I stopped seeing cows and asked myself what had happened. No one knew what was going on until big trucks came in front of the house, loading the dust and starting to destroy all the nature on that place. For several weeks the trucks removed dust from the field and take everything down. Everyone knew there was someone who had bought the field, a change will be done.  After the trucks were done, workers came and where ready to start constructing. It didn’t take to much time to hear the news that a mall was going to be constructed over there named “Escala”. I have to say that I was kind of exited about having a mall just in front of my house, but there was a feeling that I will miss the view I had before. The mall was constructed over a year or a little more. My memories of that field have never vanished, I can still see it not concrete but in my memories. I think of my feeling about that field which I saw everyday, I felt really sad but there was nothing I could do. If I felt sad I think about that cows, their rituals were going there everyday to eat, take a little of sun and rest if they could. I can’t imagine changing my house where I have live all my life, those cows where take out to a new place. How can a man feel after all he has done in his life was taking out from him? Probably his hobby was doing nothing else but to take care of those cows.  I have to say that I fell really sad when I pass by what used to be a field full of nature and cows. Nothing last forever, in order to have a future; things, people and places have to change. This is my changing place, the one I will never forget.