Twenty-fifth of January of each year marks Marcella's birthday, a day which normally should be important according to the logic of birthdays and especially for her age because this date also marks her age of majority according to Mexican regulations.

Sad is her mine for a few days because she is constantly pushing back this date. Birthday parties, she had forgotten them since the day she had set foot in this house which had welcomed her after the tragic scene of the year two thousand and four. She had managed to forget this incident because she had to accept it in order to move forward. She had learned to be wise and look at life in a realistic and positive way. She was the quietest and loneliest girl in the orphanage because despite the fact that she had moved on, she kept having nightmares about that two-thousand-four incident.

Despite her loneliness and her unkind character despite being the nicest girl she played according to one person, she had been able to make a friend, proof that she was not really a virus as some people would have called her. .

During all that time she had spent in the orphanage, she had been instilled with values, she had been educated according to the holy scriptures and already even before the death of her parents, she was a Christian and that day, she wanted to accept before the temple to be his servant forever.

For years at the orphanage, the children were adopted but she had never been kind to a couple or a family who had a choice over her because according to her, despite the fact that life was not magical in this place, she kept thinking that he was even less so in these places where we had to take him. Besides that, given the state in which she was born, it was even easier to mistreat her since the trafficking of young girls did not stop making the buzz.

At times, she was fed up with the looks she was attracting to her unintentionally because her skin color was very different from that of the girls around her. She was very small when her parents tried to explain to her the reason for her different skin because even at school, the little ones kept surrounding her or looking at her as the seventh wonder. His mother was from America and his dad from an African-Mexican mix. His grandfather on the paternal side was a Cameroonian.

On this date which marked her coming of age, the age at which all children must leave this place in order to look for themselves, she did not know where she was going because she had never known the outside world and knew nothing about it. It was so strong that she regretted not having left this place earlier when these families came to her.

- aren't you in too much pain?

- it's not like it would change anything, regardless of the soul ache, the rule is the rule, I have to free up space for the little ones.

She was pretending to be strong but one thing was certain, it was not right at all because Milena had been the only one who had learned to understand her in this place, she was the only one who supported her, their bond had become so strong that she felt like she was about to abandon her sister.

- Don't cry my dear, Milena told her, noticing her pain and her eyes getting wet.

- I do not cry. It's true that between the two of us, you're the one who's always been like the big sister, but I don't want to leave you alone, I'll be out there and you here, I don't want to.

A badass as we used to call her, these words had touched her so much, who could remain indifferent to that? Not even the greatest bully in the world. She threw herself into his arms and hugged him so tightly. The blood bond was what united a family and for her, all humans were a family because the blood flowed in their veins. Having given way too much to emotions, she realized that she was not playing her role of big sister and rushed to catch up by reassuring Marcella.

- don't worry, I'll be free in two months and I promise you I'll find you. You know that every time you got lost in the maze and even the superiors couldn't find you, I always found you, so you won't be invisible out there.

- You promise Lena?

-Of course I promise. You know, you always told me that when you were very small, your father always read you the Bible and that each time, he kept reminding you of Psalm 34:7 "delight in the eternal and He will give you everything your heart desires". Marcella said cutting her off.

- that's it, very good. So never forget that what you ask for with one heart, God gives it to you and also, regardless of your suffering, it is the order of your wealth.

- I... Thank you Lena, I love you so much, I love you so much my sister if you only knew.

- I know but there, it is absolutely necessary to finish your suitcases because I don't want you to get yelled at the day you leave this place.

She resumed her task with the help of Milena who never stopped trying everything to cheer her up and see the good side of things, such as the chance to do everything alone, to have a normal life without restrictions, to be able to make your own choices and more.

After a few hours, the time she was always trying to delay so as not to leave her sister, Mother Theresa arrived in their dormitory and she understood that it was the end, she had to go away without destination. She took her sister in her arms again, shedding a few tears.

- don't worry my little fairy, I will always pray to the lord so that he takes care of you, Milena told her, you have to leave now. It's your career that starts today and mine will start in two months. I will benefit from your advice because you will be more suitable than me.

- I know that I don't express enough to you what you mean to me but believe me I love you very much my sister, if I ever had to make a choice for a blood sister, it would be you.

- so in that case, no matter how much we bicker, no matter how much we hit each other, we will remain inseparable sisters until the end. But go ahead I do not prevent you.

She took her bags, went out followed by Sister Theresa who hadn't missed a thing of their show and who hadn't been able to resist the little farewell exchange because she had also shed a few tears.

When they arrived in the office of the superior sister, she gave him a beautiful smile, a smile that she had never seen on her lips since she had arrived in this orphanage.

- well Marcella, I don't think it's worth the trouble to give you the same speech again because you've already mastered it: <<every child who reaches his majority should leave the orphanage in order to let the little ones breathe>>, says she repeating. Today you're a big girl and you have to go, that's the rule. After picking you up here, we researched you and found that you have no other family so you would have to fend for yourself. We have managed to obtain the keys to your parents' property and we think that this could serve as a shelter for you in the meantime.

She didn't know if she could have the strength to go back there but what choice did she still have? She contented herself with recovering the key and thanking this woman who had done enough for her.

- well, today you are leaving but don't forget that the doors of this orphanage will always be open to you, be good and above all take care of yourself Marcella, you were the best girl in our house and I would like that your good faith and your good will always accompany you.

She took her in her arms and the security men came to help her carry her bags. When she crossed the courtyard, a strange coolness enveloped her whole body, certainly because she was not used to being outside because even when they were allowed to go and recreate a little, she preferred to stay in her room. to think of his parents.