1st of February

My mom is busy all the time.

My mom never has a break and she's always doing something.

Other moms, like James', are always with them. They drive them to school, buy sweets for them and also they scold them!

But my mom doesn't have time for me because my mom works hard!

My mom isn't working as a doctor or a a police officer.

My mom is working in a ballons shop.

My mom works with those ballons which float in the air and never come down.

My mom is very tidy and she is classifying all the ballons in the same way that she does with my clothes.

T-shirts on its place and socks in its other place...

Yellow ballons in this place, red ones in that corner and Sponge Bob ballons next to Hello Kitty's...

Well, I think that's what my mom does.

For me is the only reason why she never comes back from heaven...

Action Man

The first thing that I see every morning is my super Action Man. I know that he’s there, aware that nothing bad could happen to me, watching for danger.

Action Man looks every morning under my bed to see that there is no monster that could catch me and sometimes -and this is a secret- I sleep embracing him sure that he is here to protect me.

After I say good morning to Action Man, I run to give dad a hug.
He is at home today. Most of the days he’s not. Mom says that dad has a really important job and that is why I can’t see him as much as I would like to.
The best thing about my dad is when he hugs me and raised me in the air, like an airplane!

Mom and dad argue a lot. When they argue I observed them through the door’s chink so they can’t see me.
It is very strange because when they argue, dad hits mom.
My teacher at school always tells me and my classmates that we can’t hit anybody, and if we have hit somebody, we have to apologize and promise that we won’t do it again.
But dad never apologizes.
There are sometimes that they yell so loud that, even I if I cover my ears with my hands, it seems that they are screaming into them.

This morning dad hit mom. She is on the floor and she looks as if she was sleeping.
Dad is crying.
I have taken the Action Man to wake her up, to save her like he saves me from the monsters, but mom is sound asleep.

Traffic lights

New job. New life.

“Welcome Samantha! This is going to be your desk, close to the picture window”, explained her new boss.

“Oh! Thank you! I will try to do my best”, answered Sarah. New office. New life.

On the way back home. Full of bright light thanked to her new place, her new window. Suddenly, RED. The traffic lights showed she needed to stop again. “Why was me the only witness of that murder? Why do I have to change my life? Where is he?” she asked herself. Old thoughts. Old life.

A new chance: GREEN. “Come on, Sarah! You need to continue walking. You can do it”, she encouraged herself.

Home. Everything is different. Letters for Samantha read by Sarah.

His little son asked her if she could help him with his homework. New school. New life.

“I need to write about my family, mum”, asked little James.

YELLOW. Truth or lie? Sadness or happiness? Killer or dad? Old or new?

“Everything is new, little James. Let´s paint all of our walls green”, answered Samantha feeling more confident than ever. Convinced of being a new woman. “Bye bye, Sarah”.