dying alive

she was 13 years old ...
she was a little girl abandoned from her mother..
she use to live with her uncle and her little brother in a abandoned dirty house nearby..
she help sometimes me and my neighbors on housekeeping...
she was smart and quite with well manner ...
she start to earn little by little some earnings ....
she became day by day more serious and involved in life struggle...
i offer her a job temporary in a small market...
she take it with so enthusiasm...
she makes cleaning and storing and helping customers to handle the goods..
suddenly she looks so out of enthusiasm...
no more eager to work...
and she left suddenly the work with no goodbye...
she left uncle and her brother too
she came no more at her relatives and at house...
less than 4 months of working...


and one day at not to late in evening...
after half year of missing...

i saw in a blink of my eye ..through the window of my car ...a girl..nearby the hotel..

two girls ...

waiting for customers...

with over size shoes..

with too red painted lips...

with too short skirt...

with too pale face ...a well known face...

on a unsuspecting dressing...

she was so pale ...so dark looking..no shine...just ..

well ...

it was like i just see a former dead person...

i get a huge sorrow...and a HUGE deception...

what was wrong ..what was the point where a destiny get broken at not even 15 years old...


life ..is a mystery...

i do not realize where was the turning point to psychically dead for that girl


life is a mirror ..we get the negative effect in return of our proud and lack of struggle...

well...

SHE WAS....