My Life as a Teenager

I remember my life full of special moments when I was a teenager. I grew up in a small town called Rabinal. It is located in the center of my country Guatemala. When I was teenager, I was studying at Zamaneb College. The college was the place where I found really good friends that support me in my bad times. As a teenager I used to believe that I was able to do everything. I was shorter than the rest of my friends. Probably, I looked like the little David, but I felt that I had the strength of Goliath. I wanted everything, and I fought for it until I got it. The world was too small for me that only closing my eyes I could go anywhere.  I was a dreamer, and my dreams were the push that I needed to move myself and got what I wanted.

            At home, mi life was different than the dreams I had at that moment. My mom passed away when I was 2, but my father got married again. Living with stepmother was so hard that I almost lost the spirit I had inside. She was so strict, and she tried to limit my world to just four walls. She wanted me to be someone that I didn’t want to be. She was killing the spirit I had inside, and she wanted that I followed her dreams. Today, I can say that my dreams were stronger than hers, so I can say I stood firm. In those hard times, I always felt a presence. It was something that I can’t explain, but every time I had to make a decision, that presence took me to the right way. It was a presence that led my actions. It was always with me, and I would like to believe that was mom taking care of me from heaven.  

            I loved my life as a teenager because it was the time when I lived without any worries. It was the time when I met really good friends that showed me what loyalty means. It was the time when I had my first encounter with love and understood that there is nothing more beautiful than a woman. I loved it because it was the time when I just wanted to live.