Leaving Melide I was emotional and shed some tears. I found out that a small child on the island of Koh Phangan, Thailand (where I lived before I came to Spain), was tragically stung by a box jelly fish and passed away. He was only 9 years old. They swam on the beach of Haadrin every evening during sunset with other families. I probably saw him a few times when my boyfriend and I watched the sunsets from that beach.
With every step I took, I seemed to cry more. I cried so much. I cried for the boys family. My family. My friends. The world. I cried for all of us. I cried for all of the hurt promised to us.
Liosuelo 