POETICS

One night of June 2013 in Mexico, in my parents hometown, in their house, delinquent that were armed with weapons  well equipped. The ones in the house were my mom, dad, great grandmother,my two little sisters, where there when this event happened. Me and my older brother  were  in the US studying, because my dad thought it was too dangerous for us to stay in the town. In that night of June 2013 the delinquents started shutting the house, the house is made out of bricks and the bricks were capable enough to not get destroyed by the bullets. My moms tells me that she was holding my youngest sister on her arms and my dad was covering my other sister and my grandmother. The shooting didn't even take 2 minutes and she says it felt like a whole hour. After the shooting they decided to go live in my grandparents house in baja California.