WE`LL MEET YOU IN SPAIN !!!!

I want to tell you a story of two girls that knew when they were three years old. It was very funny the way they met each other because both remembered exactly that one of the girls began to bite the other every time they were together. At least and after some attacks they became best friends. There were beautiful years they shared a lot of time together a lot of games and much tears and laugh. They lived in the same building one under the other, so they changed “houses” after dinner or before going to sleep, they ran up stairs or down stairs at any time. Their brothers were friends too they are younger than the girls and they were at the same school in the same course, Can you imagine !!!! Four little Indians running in both houses and fighting and laughing !!!!!
They grow up together but when they arrived at the age of ten one of the girls had to moved to other flat, it wasn´t far away from the other house but she also changed the school. It was a sad moment for the two friends although they promised to remain close.
They kept on touch during many years and when one of them had to begin the secondary school at the age of thirteen she went at the same college that the other had been going.
But something unexpected happened, the school was very big there were seven courses at the first year so they were in differents courses, more over, one of the friend found out that her best friend had a lot of “new” friends met across three years shared in this place and the worst thing was the “new” friends made her feel very strange.
As you can imagine they began to split up and they were completely stranger when they finished the college, only the memories of those years and the great love that they felt were kept in their hart.
It was 1994, after many years they met in an aircraft, one was working, the other was in her honey moon, they laugh again, they tried to summarize their lives but, when the flight landed off they said good bye without exchanging telephone numbers or addresses (the e-mail doesn´t exist) ….I will never understand why they acted in this way…
It was January of 2009 I opened an account in facebook….
I was in Las Palmas of Gran Canaria last weekend I was visiting Mariela and her family…yes my friend of she kindergarden, she married a spanish man four years ago and she set up in this island.
It was great, we couldn´t stop talking, we remembered so many beautiful things share together that a weekend wasn,t enough. This time we keep in touch and I hope that this friendship is for ever …
OH!!! I forget to tell you that I have never bitten Mariela again !!!!!!!!