Micaela

16

" I remember that summer, that sunday when i first met her. The man who brought her told me she was my sister and just left her with me. I looked at her and she looked at me . Her eyes were bright and her hair was short and she wore a smile even if she was just abandoned."
" That same day she asked me why it was so hot in this season. I simply told her that the sun did not get to show his love alot and this time of year was when he could the most. With her big innocent eyes and pout she asked me : What was love?

" I told her id tell her when she was my height , patting her head as we sat under a tree and drifted off to sleep. I didnt know that , that same summer , that same sunday .... she would disappear just like summer did when autum came.