Well here is the background. I got invited to play professionally for a soccer team in mexico, at the age of 16 i seriously didn’t have much to leave, well there was a girl in my class we just talked and nothing much. One night i decided to make a myspace and here is the way she writes it
Where to start.. Hmm.
Lets call it “The Memorial Day Weekend”
It all started with a friend request on myspace. Thinking that he’s been ditching or was on vacation, I asked him why he hasn’t been in class the past week. From that, I found out that he moved to Mexico to pursue his dream as a professional soccer player. I was both happy and content with his move up until the time we really started talking. Lets just say I found out he wasn’t really who I thought he was. Not in a bad way though. He led two lives, one inside of school and one outside of school. He’s both naughty and nice. His beautiful personality is like no other.
So that Saturday he told me he was heading back to California on Sunday to visit one last time for the next three years. I remember staying up late at night making awesome plans with him. Then Monday came, sadly we couldn’t go out because of some stuff that happened. I was bummed out like woahh. Then he called just before he headed out to go back to Mexico. I recall telling him that everything is going to work out for him and that in the next three years I expect to be seeing you on TV. Also that he was the only reason why I watch soccer. After we hung up I found myself crying over it. LAME!!!
About three days later he messaged me and told me that his brother had ran away and that he’ll be back the next day which is Friday. The news that his brother had ran away had me worried, but the fact that he was coming back had me both excited and sad because him leaving right in the middle of training could get him kicked off the team for good. Which meant that his once in a lifetime chance of becoming something is over. Trying to calm him down before he went suicidal, I told him I admire him but if I was him I’d stay in Mexico to pursue my dream. Keeping in mind that I’m doing it to show to my brother that life isn’t just all about sex, drugs, and parties. That a dream is achievable if you’re determined and you believe in yourself.
At the time I wanted to kill his brother but thinking about it, if it wasn’t for his brother he would still be 34568544 miles away from me. As soon as he got back he went around and posted up signs of a missing kid. He kept doubting himself. For example he was always asking question like, “What if…?”. I told him to believe that nothing bad had happened, and to stop doubting himself.[[You can be really damn hard headed at times]] After about 24 hours his brother was found and that he’s at the Norwalk station. This was around 11 at night I think? He then left with his family to go pick up that little rascal. I told him to call me after they picked up the kid to tell me whether or not his parents are deciding to stay in America or move back to Mexico.
Well i did stay and me an her have been going at it ever since. I really love her and i’m going to mexico for a 2 month vacation, I got her something beautiful a card and flowers, but i need a song any of you know a good song that can relate to us ? PleasE 
ROOKARD
I live in Norwalk Ca I think I would like to help them any way possible.
BRIERRE
im very curious to see how many people that may live in my area.
RESPASS
