jueves, 27 de enero de 2011

I Still Don't Know

It was a sweltering June day when Patricia and Maria Fernanda got apprehended by the police. Why? Well, there are many stories like it was a mistake, they thought they were another girls, but non of those stories are true. I know the true story. Why? Because I was part of the calamitous plan, the plan that never worked, but I was very meticulous in my way of escaping and didn't got cought, like they did. They escaped in a way that made me think it was imminent that they were going to get cought. I know that some people are asking were am I right now if the police is looking for me all over town? They are even interrogating my friends (who don't know were am I) to see if they know something, which they dont. Well, weeks have elapsed and I am still here, in another country, without going out. I am going crazy! Well, back to the story, it all started this way...

Patricia, Maria Fernanda and me, were tired of how the president, government, were lionized. People get excited everytime they are going to say something! It creats a bizarre image because its out of the normal routine. You have to see how the crowd the town gets!  So, since we were tired, we conspired to atack the government when they were in the International Speech Day were the government and president form a dissension when taking dessisions for the country. We assimilated into the crowd and started shooting up to the sky, so that people could get scared and form an anarchy, but the plan was a complete fail. I saw the polices running towerd us, so I decided to run away while Patricia and Maria Fernanda just stayed there and let the police put shackles in there hands so that they could stop the movement of their hands, and leave their weapons on the floor.

I continue running till I got to a bus stop and decided to get out of that country. I don't know anything about Maria Fernanda and Patricia. I think they are at jail right now. The last time I talked to them ( 3 weeks ago) they were beign arraigned. They promise not to say anything about me, but I know I can't continue leaving this way, Without a family, poor, ect.. I still don't know what to do, I still don't know if I should stay quiet for the rest of my life or give myself to the police. I just still dont know.