Chapter 8

I cried almost all night because of what happened.  Many came to my mind and I planned to apologize to Smael, but it was no longer in his room. I did nothing but use my cellphone only.  When we eat or help cook, I don't tell them what happened, I'm just on my mind.  I feel like I'm going crazy thinking about how I can talk to, Smael.  Because even if I call his number I can't be reached. Is he that mad at me? It's been four days and Smael is still gone, so I'm even sadder, I keep calling his number but it always turns off. Even though I regretted what I did, it was too late because I just thought it would be my fault, "Hija you ate already." I raised my face as I pondered deeply here kitchen while sitting.  "Mother Emma, ​​was it wrong for me to take medicine to keep from getting pregnant?"  later I asked because I wanted to hear other advice.  I'm also really at fault because I wanted and accepted that medicine. "I know you're a good kid and I understand if you're just thinking to you