Wardrobe Of Secrets

Chapter 7

2 days after my dad's death I somehow made it through the border. With so many difficulties but I made it. While I climbed the long wire netting, the families behind me were getting killed by the guards. I did my utmost to not make me spot. Helicopters invaded the country and guards fired at all which moved. It was horrible. A couple times, I would have sworn that I saw the helicopters of the American channel news. Màma I hope you saw in which situation you left me.

Right now, I'm on the other side on the fence covered with mud and blood. I bruised my wrist wanting to get through the barbed wires. My left cheek is certainly cut and swollen because it stings so bad. I have to run but where ? I know I'm in Texas but I don't know where to start. I opened my backpack and took my phone. Of course, no service. I probably should take a break but not in the middle of nowhere. I looked around me to see if there's a place where I can sleep without being caught. I perceived a sort of abandoned hut in the distance and I made my way towards it. It seemed secure. I had to rest anyway. Well, sleep on it.

I woke up starving and so dirty. I reached my bag and took out some Mexican snacks I had the time to put in it. I took my small bag of chips called Adobadas and a water bottle. When I finished eating, I stood up and changed my hoodie. I put the hood over my head to stay out of sight and I moved forward to the unknown.

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After like an eternity of walking and starting to get hallucinations, I finally found a main road named Interstate 35 and saw those green signs with written : "San Antonio : 55 miles" on it. 

I should be reassured by that but I'm so tired to even react. But if I do the math, I have to walk for a day and 7 hours to get there. I don't even know what I'm going to do once in San Antonio. In any cases I must be brave. I am nevertheless grateful to God for keeping me on this world alive. For real, I should thank Him for that even though He left me alone several times. With that last thought I hit the road again.

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I'm in San Antonio ! Finally. This city is actually pretty big. I'm SO hungry, thirsty, tired. I want to pee so bad. I probably smell like Donald Trump on a day of heat wave. Ew ! I have to shower. I'm not used to talk to strangers. I'm always afraid to be awkward or to tell something stupid. I'm going to-

I saw a young girl of more or less my age or little more maybe 21 lowering the window of her car. She was extremely beautiful. She had a white dress with gorgeous wavy golden hair and sunglasses on top of her head. She was with another girl. She was stunning too. I'm jealous. She had darker skin. She had black short straight hair and a killer red dress that shows off her cleavage. Nice.

-"Hey gurl, you seems lost. Need some help ?" She said, raising her eyebrows.

-"Dinah, do that again and I shave off your eyebrows." Said the dark-skinned girl, clearly mad.

What the fuck ? Even though I need help, I don't know if I should say yes.

-"Mani, you know it's nothing. You are MY girl. Come here gimme a kiss."

-"No ! Fuck you Dinah !"

-"Excuse her, she's soo jealous. It's maybe because I'm actually beautiful like look at me dawg ! How-"

-"So you're coming or not ?" Asks "Mani" but more relaxed.

-"Erm.. Sì."

Dios Mio Camila ! Why ? In spanish ? Really ?
I facepalmed myself.

They stared at me, completely uncomfortable. Bravo Camila.

-"Oh okay.. hm.. Let's go then !" I heard the fair-haired girl say.

It's gonna be a long trip.

Be faithful in small things because it is in them that your strength lies.