The mistery of a long honey moon

     In a small village in the South of Texas, there lived the Collins family; a just married couple. For their honey moon, they decided to go on a cruise in the ocean. They agreed to spend a whole month on that trip. They set off their house in the morning on April 25^th. While the Collins family were traveling, a new neighbor called Jhon Thomson arrived at the village with his girlfriend Ashlyn Hess. Hardly ever, they had a fight, but that night was the exception. The Young couple did not have money, that is why they were frustrared. Jhon got so mad at her, until to hit her head on the Wall. Ashlyn fell down in the rug, filling it with her blood. Jhon was extremelly afraid, so he made a deep hole in the yard and put Ashlyn’s body there. He ran away after that, and he found the Collins family’s house alone, so he stayed there.

After a month, the young couple returned from the trip, and they were surprised, because they saw the principal door a little opened. When Jhon heard, that they had arrived at home, he hid in the basement. At 11:00 pm  Jhon saw a shadow that was approching to him, and he felt shaking chillsin his body. Accidentally, he throw a bucket and he woke up the ypung couple. Immediately, they started looking inside and outside the house, but they did not find anything. So they went back to sleep, Apparently, at midnight everything was normal and silent, but shadow appeared in the room of the Ms. And Mr. Collins and Ms. Collins got up carefully to check what she just saw and five minutes later, she heard a strange noise in the living room and Ms. Collins shouted.

She saw a man bad-dressed with all his clothes filled of blood and it was Jhon that was sat down patiently on the sofa eating a banana. When Mr. Collins listened to the shout of his wife, he went to see what had happened. Fortunately, his wife was ok, Mr. Collins approched to the phone and diel 911. Ten minutes after, the police arrived as soon as they could. The police took notes from the young couple and took the murderer to the jail. After two long hours of interview, Jhon told everything to the police. They were shocked and returned to the village to try to find the awful event. The police, found the body in the yard of the house where Jhon and Ashlyn lived. They took the corpse to the hospital. After all, Jhon got 40 years because he killed his girlfriend, but he just was 10 years in jail; then he was moved from the jail to the Psychiatric Center of Texas because he constantly was seeing the soul of Ashlyn wherever he was, and he got crazy. The Collins family moved to Houston to live because they both got a job there. And the village’s habitants say that there is always Ashlyn’s spirit walking on the streets after midnight.

Lossing my first best friend.

       

         Her name was Larisa, and we met in 2001. I considered her as a sister because we were friends 
around four-teen years, that is why I used to call her sister. Therefore, to have had her as a friend was 
the best. Consequently, we shared amazing moments and  experiences, until the day I realized that 
she had passed away. Terribly, not having her anymore is frustraiting, because it is not the same to 
walk in front of her house knowing that she does not exist anymore.

       When I met Larisa, I was eight years old, since we became friends it was a rule for us to play 
every Saturday afternoon. As we grew up, we used to see each other almost every day at night, to 
talk about how our day had been. I still remember when we sat down on the sidewalk to bother the 
guys that walked in front of us and then laugh at their reactions. Once a guy got mad at us and we 
ran away before he approched us. Those days were fantastic and unforgettable.

       On the other hand, I have not known another person like her. She was a perseverant person and 
she fomented that to me. Furthermore, she fought for what she wanted, Larisa taught me that it does 
not matter what the problem was, I just had to fight for it, and that is something that makes me feel 
proud of her and I know she is proud of me right now. Whereas, when I was confused about 
something, she was always there for me, and she gave me her best advice and made me feel better, 
those are the things sisters do.

       Our first time we shared a moment was when we made a sleepover. I will never forget it, 
because we were just twelve years old and we did not know what to do. Hence, we started eating pop 
corn and watching TV. Moreover; we made a pillows fight, until we got tired, we went to bed. 
Besides that, when we were bored we made parties on Saturday nights and called our friends. We 
continued seeing each other until we entered to the university  and she gotten a disease named 
Multiple Sclerosis.

       Sadly, when she got sick we stop seeing each other. I did not know what the disease in fact was, 
but at the same time I knew that it was a hard illness. She was hospitalized many times, and the 
worst was when she got worse and that early morning she stopped breathing. I was sleeping when 
my mother woke me up and gave me the bad news. I could not cry because I was in shock and I 
could not believe it. I lost my best friend I said, holding my head in my hands, and that day was the 
worst day of my life. 

       Finally, that is where I understood that we have to enjoy better the closest people. We never 
know when we are leaving this life, the one that is only one. If I said that I have already got over it, I 
would be lying, because I do not. Lossing someone special is something that is inexplicable; and less 
when is someone that has been with us most of the time, sharing with us most of the moments we 
live; and we feel the absence stronger tan ever. After all, I still consider her my sister.

       Indeed, when we meet someone that becomes special after a certain time, we usullay call them; 
sisters or brothers. And even more when they are with us no matter the type of situation, because if 
they are considered close realitves; they will not be wating for a reward. Nowadays, most of the 
people are sometimes hypocrate, in order to have more acquaintences or friends. Luckly, if we find 
or have someone that is totally different from others, or at least the way we are, take care of that 
relationship.