Breathe the forest

   The young man, maybe thirty years old, sat by the brook and took his shoes off. He rapidly put his feet on the water and trembled a bit before the cold water relaxed his pain. He had been walking for at least two days without stopping and his feet really needed a rest. He had blisters and burns so the last stretch of his walk had been especially painful. But he finally got to the brook the map indicated and he knew he was going to be all right, at least for the time being.

 Rains had come and go the past few days. It never really stayed but, when it did, it appeared to wash down every single part of the forest. He was afraid that rain may come back and wash down the river the few things he still had but he had to stop and he would have to take care of things when they happened and not before. So in a matter of minutes he had taken the tent out of his backpack and had started the installation. At one point, he had to take his feet out of the water, which he didn’t like so he tried to put up the tent fast. When the night came, he ate some bread and fruit he had kept from other days and decided to lay down for a bit at the edge of the water; his feet again soaking there.

 He put a sweater beneath his head and started looking at the stars. It was amazing how amazing the sky looked out there, in the wild. Back in any town or big city, the sky was normally dead, only a couple of stars visible. But there, it was like looking at a huge picture of the universe. Actually, that was exactly what it was. He remembered reading how all we see in the sky happened a long time ago and he started wondering how many intelligent beings were looking at the sky thinking exactly the same he was pondering on.

 The man fell asleep right there, feet on the water. He didn’t woke up during the night, only turned over, adjusting his pillow. Although the weather had not being very good, it was still spring and sunny days were not unheard of in this region of the world. The wilderness was a beautiful place to be during spring because everything came alive: the animals, the flowers and even humans could feel that surge of life coming out of them. When the man woke up, he felt the smell of the flowers growing by the water. He stood up and realized his body ached a bit but not much more than when he slept inside the tent, in a sleeping bag. He tried to stand up but his feet hurt a lot and the roots and stones by the edge of the water didn’t really help.

  It was hard, but he managed to take off all of his clothes, leave them on a small pile by the tent and then walk straight to the brook, that had become wider during the night. The water reached his ankles when standing up but that was good enough for taking a proper bath, which he hadn’t done in a long time. He scrubbed his skin with his fingers and nails and did the same all over. He got his hair wet too and tried doing funny hairstyles until he realized they only worked when bathing with shampoo, which he obviously wouldn’t use in this pristine environment.

 When he was almost ready, scrubbing his neck, he suddenly felt something strange. He felt someone was near. He looked around but didn’t see any anyone, not human or animal. He continued with his bath but then he heard the grass and turned around fast, as a fox ran away from him. The man smiled, amused by the curiosity of the creature. He stood up, in pain, and walk clumsily to his tent were he had a towel to get dry. Then, again, he saw the red fox getting near through tall grass that grew where the forest begin again. His dried fast and kneeled in order to get his camera. When he did, the fox was out of the grass, looking straight at him. The man took a couple of pictures but the animal was scared by the sound of the shutter.

 He stayed naked for a while, as he decided the day was warm enough not to wear clothes and no one was going to be there anyway to look at him. As he was not fit for a long walk, he tried to come up with something to do while his feet got a little bit better. He his feet on the water again and took pictures of everything that was around him. Birds were starting to sing, feeling the gentler weather of the day. Some butterflies also flew over the stream and some squirrels, but nothing as big as the fox that apparently was now far from there.

 When putting away the camera, the hiker realized he food only for a couple of days: two slices of bread, some berries, and honey he had gotten from a fallen hive and the last piece of a rabbit. He decided to cook that, as it was about to get bad. He lit up the small burner and cooked the meat. He hoped no big animals were nearby, because the smell was pretty strong for such a small piece of meat. He ate it with a slice of bread and a few sips of water from the stream. He washed the pan on which he had cooked the meat and decided it was best if he moved his camping site, in order to prevent the arrival of a bear or a wolf.

 A few minutes after, he had his backpack on and had started walking along the stream. He was still naked, which felt oddly liberating. He didn’t see the point in wearing clothes in such a remote area and, after all, bonding with nature was better if you tried to be just as nature. He kept walking for more than an hour until he realized the more he walked, the more trees started to appear on either side of the stream, which seemed to have decreased in size, more like the brook he had seen the day before. Rain mustn’t have been strong so the river had no way of staying large. He walked some more until he reached a nice patch of mossy grass. He set up camp there and decided to lie down, his feet hurting a lot again.

 Maybe it was because of the pain or because he had gotten tired from the walk, but he felt asleep again, just after putting up his tent. The weird thing this time was that he overslept and woke up at night. He had n way of knowing the time but he knew it was very late as even the only sound came from the water of the stream. He didn’t stood up when waking up, he just lay there and thought about a dream he had often: it was a bout him feeling stressed, in fear, unable to breath. When having that nightmare, he often heard many voices, some known, some others not. Because of that dream, he had sweated as he slept and know his body felt deprived of energy.

 Trying to forget what he had seen and heard, he stood up and ate some of the berries he had in his backpack. He then walked to the edge of the water and put his feet on it. He ate every single berry trying to think about his past, about the people he had left behind and the thoughts that still hurt him. He didn’t really wanted to think about it but the nightmare had put everything back on his mind. He had travelled from a very far place to this forest in order to find peace and calm but that seemed to be almost impossible. It was just like everything he had attempted to leave behind had found its way there and now it was acting up again.

 The last berry on his hand fell to the ground and rolled over a bit farther. He tried to get it but then a small animal came out of the bushed and bit the fruit first. Then two more animals just like the first one but smaller, came out of the bushes too. It was a family of hedgehogs. Each one bit a small piece of the berry and finished it in a glimpse. They all looked at the man and he attempted to touch them but the remembered their spines. He then looked around for more berries and realized a nearby tree had small apricot-like fruits on it. He stood up slowly, walking with care, and grabbed four of the fruits from the tree. He put them in front of the hedgehogs and waited.

 He waited until the small creatures started biting the fruit and eating. They filled up on just two of them and smelled the man, apparently thanking him for the food. They turned around and disappeared by the bushes, probably to get some sleep. This event had taken the man out of his mind and reminded him he had to sleep again in order to restart his walk the next day. His feet still hurt but he couldn’t afford to stop his journey because of it. This time, he did go inside of them and the sleeping bag.

 He didn’t sleep a lot and woke up very early. He put everything on the backpack fast; put on some shorts and started walking through the forest once again. Later that day, he arrived at one of several posts in the forest, where a park ranger told him people had been looking for him, fearing he was lost or worse. He thank the man for his worries and decided to tell him that, sometimes, he just needed some time by himself to keep on breathing correctly.

Job interviews

   Anna prepared herself for days. She had to get a job once and for all because she didn’t want to live with her parents anymore. They were all right, it wasn’t that they weren’t a bother or anything but she wanted more than life than her eternal bedroom with a window towards the mountains. There was never sun or warmth in her room and she had always thought this affected many of the things she did. Besides, she needed change urgently. Anna didn’t want to turn thirty and still be the girl that hadn’t accomplish much. She felt everyone she knew was doing something and she wanted to do something too.

 She tried skirts and pants, blouses and sweaters, heels and flat shoes. All that in front of a mirror the day before her job interviews. She had been scheduled to be in at least five: three of them were in a ten-block radius so she could get to any of them on time by just walking. The other two were in other areas and she was going to have to take the bus. It was possible they called Anna from two more places to go there and just pop up for an interview but they would only call her if they had the time to do it that day.

 The girl woke up early, spent exactly seven minutes in the shower and got dressed pretty fast having prepared her outfit the day before. She put on some make up, verified that she was bringing everyday in a briefcase her dad had lend her and then she went out the house. But the moment she was about to hop in the elevator, she realized she had left her cellphone in the kitchen, after having a fast breakfast. She had to go back, grab it and then run out faster than before. She had thought of taking a taxi to the first interview in order not to be late and she did arrive just in time.

 The job was in a cleaning product factory. It was one of the ones that were in a distant location, more exactly in a large industrial area. She arrived just in time, as a bald man said her name. She smiled and got in an office with him. The interview was very normal at the beginning but then the man asked about her job background and her studies. Anna had gone to college to be an architect and she had the degree but that had nothing to do with the job they were offering there. She said that, as it was an assistant post, she could learn fast but the man wasn’t convinced and told her, kindly but with decision, that maybe the factory wasn’t the best place for her. She thanked him for his time and left the building shortly after.

 A bit bummed out by the outcome of her first interview, she took a bus straight towards the financial area. There. She would have three interviews and she tried to convince herself they were going to be much better than the first one. In the bus, something funny happened: a very cute guy, one of those that might not even realize he was cute, was standing by the middle of the bus and danced softly but as the bus reaches its destination, the guy started dancing more and more. Maybe it was that he didn’t realize that people were watching, because he had big headphones, but many of the passengers of the bus were looking and a kid was even recording a video of him. This very particular event made Anna think that some people are just who they are. Maybe she was too desperate and that too was noticeable.

 So when she entered the building were the second interview was going to take place, she made a mental note to be a little more lose, more natural and compelling, instead of being lost and nervous. Maybe if they saw a cheerful and very committed Anna, they would hire her. The interview was in a fashion magazine and she would also assist on several duties. The ad didn’t really specify what was that she would be doing but that was ok. She entered after ten minutes of waiting and it was a woman this time that did the interview. They chatted amicably and even laughed to some jokes and characteristics of the job such as helping the very full-of-themselves photographers or just stock pictures in the archive.

 Anna went out of the building walking on air. She hadn’t secured the post but she was sure she had made the right impression. So that was the key, just to be playful and funny and go along with must of what they said. Everyone wants to hire someone who isn’t going to be a problem and that can be deduced if the person has very strong feelings against something or is not very eager to be in there.

 The next one was in a import-export company. That appointment had been gotten for her by one of her aunts that happen to work there. She was ready to be the nice and likeable Anna but they man that interviewed her was the most sparing person she had ever met. He only said the necessary words and avoided to make eye contact with her so it was very hard to be cheerful and smile when people weren’t even paying attention. And even when she saw the chance of being funny and original, the man didn’t seem to care for it at all. The longest part of the interview was about her aunt and Anna knew the job wasn’t hers when the guy said nothing at the end of the interview.

 Annoyed by this last one. She decided to have lunch and then go on her next appointment jus six blocks away. She bought a sandwich and a bottle of water on a supermarket and went to a small park to eat. Some other people were doing the same but others just passed by talking with co-workers or friends. There were many college people too and that made her think of her friends and how college was so much easier than parading around the city begging for a job. Because after all, she thought, that was exactly what job interviews were. Most of the times, they didn’t chose people that were the best at anything. They just went for who had family there or whom they just liked, which was sad.

 Anna decided to be early for the next one so she walked very fast to the building was the interview for a secretary post in a talent agency was being held. This time it was different as she was asked to enter the interview room with three other girls. They all sat in front of two people and were asked random questions, each one answering them in just less than half a minute. It was like being on a marathon because when they all went out, they discuss how tired they were from the bombardment of questions. None of the two interviewers said anything to the girls before asking them to leave, only that they would call if they find them to be a fit for the agency.

 The girl was ready to take the long bus ride to the last appointment but then she got a phone call from one of the places she was waiting word from. They asked her to their offices right there in the financial district. She said she was only a few blocks away and thanked them for the opportunity. As he go in the next building, she received a message from the factory she was going to go later telling her the post had been filled and that she wasn’t require to go. It was a little bit sad because it was a clothing factory but she didn’t have much time to think as they made her enter an office as soon as she arrived.

 The place was beautiful because of the glass walls all over. It was a bit scary at first but then she stood up and went straight for the window. The view was breathtaking as she was standing on a 46^th floor. She almost fainted when she heard a voice behind her. She hadn’t noticed someone had come in and was about to excuse herself when she realized her interviewer was one of her former college teachers. Mrs. Flores was her 3D modeling teacher back in her architecture days so the conversation they had was very nice, mostly about college but also about Anna’s abilities in the computer.

 Mrs. Flores was actually the head of the department in a video game company and somehow Anna had forgot all about the job she had come for but her former teacher told her she would be a perfect fit because it was a small job but one were she might learn more about her trade and also from the world of video games, which was expanding every single day. Anna got very interested in the subject during the interview that was substantially longer than the other ones. When it was finished, she hugged Mrs. Flores and told her than, even if she didn’t get the job, she was very happy to see her again. The teacher told her she had always been very perceptive and agile with her work and that many people did not own her same skills.

 After going out from the building, she decided to call a friend and meet for ice cream. Anna thought she deserved a prize, as the day ended, for having confronted so many types of people at the same time. One appointment had been cancelled, she never received word for a potential seventh interview and some of them weren’t great. But some were and, talking with her friend, Anna realized that, in any case, she had her future in front of her so she shouldn’t worry more than necessary. She realized she had things to offer so, hopefully, someone would notice, even if the work world wasn't the fairest of them all.

La reina del desierto

    Sabé era su nombre. Era esbelta pero no delgada, un cuerpo hermoso del color de las olivas que venían de una de las regiones de su reino. Tenía los ojos negros, grandes y era ágil en todo el sentido de la palabra. Inteligente y bella pero también perceptiva y rápida. La reina del desierto, le decían. Su reino no era el más prospero ni el más grande y mucho menos el más poderoso. Pero sí era el más orgulloso y el que más quería a su gobernante. La reina Sabé era sin duda la mujer más amada del reino y de toda esta región del mundo. Con frecuencia venían hombres de distantes lugares del mundo, nada más para cortejarla y pedirle su mano. Pero Sabé jamás aceptó ninguna de aquellas propuestas. Le encantaba complacer a los hombres, distraerlos y disfrutar con ellos, pero su reino merecía una reina, no un rey.

 La reina del desierto no era tonta. Sabía que la mayoría de hombres, con cuerpos formados por la batalla, venían a cortejarla solo para anexar Xaji a sus respectivos reinos. Pero ella nunca claudicó y sus súbditos jamás la hubiesen terminado si ella se hubiese rendido antes los pies de un extranjero. Pero la verdad era que nadie pensaba en ello porque conocían a su reina y sabían que ella jamás haría algo así.

 La mayoría del tiempo, ella se paseaba por las regiones del reino y hablaba con los habitantes de cada: zona. El reino de Xaji se dividía en cuatro cuadrantes: el mar, el desierto (que ocupaba el mayor espacio posible), la selva y el valle interior por el que corría el único río del reino. Recorrerlos todas las regiones tomaba normalmente todo un mes del año. La reina dedicaba una semana a cada uno de sus regiones y, un mes del año, se quedaba por completo en el palacio del desierto. Ese sí que era un lugar único: altas torres para los vigías, una ciudad fortificada coronada por el palacio de estilo egipcio de la reina, que decían que contenía unas quinientas habitaciones, baños turcos, salas de reunión y fiestas, la biblioteca más grande del reino así como un museo dedicado al pasado de la nación.

 Todo el mundo podía entrar al palacio. Todo mundo que fuese de Xaji, por supuesto. Los extranjeros tenían terminantemente prohibido el ingreso al palacio y por eso se quedaban en una estructura más pequeña a la que llamaban Salón de los Reyes, donde la reina se reunía con ellos y hacía lo que tuviese que hacer para mantener en orden a los estados que tenían frontera con su reino. Mucha gente vivía dentro de la ciudad fortificada pero la capital se expandía alrededor de ella, sumando unas cinco mil almas, que trabajaban en oficios artesanales como la confección de vestimenta, la venta de telas, la venta de víveres que provenían del campo y muchos otros trabajos que mantenían a la ciudad.

 Alrededor, así como en todas las regiones del reino, había extensos campos de varios cereales y frutas, así como otros productos que los habitantes vendían dentro y fuera de la nación. La reina viajaba por todos lados, asistiendo a por lo menos quince festivales de la cosecha a lo largo del año, cada fiesta en honor a alguno de los muchos productos. Esta era una costumbre ancestral, que la reina diera su bendición a todo los campos y a la gente que trabajaba en ellos. Era para todos un símbolo de buena suerte y, hay que decirlo, la mayoría de veces servía bastante bien.

 Pero no todo era siempre ideal en Xaji. Había años en la que la naturaleza, a quien veneraban en pequeños santuarios ubicados por todo el reino, parecía estar enojada con ellos por algo. Muchos se culpaban y buscaban explicaciones y era la reina la que debía mantener el orden y ordenar que se hiciesen las obras de infraestructura necesarias para que, por ejemplo, las inundaciones dejaran de afectar a tantos campesinos. Tal fue su habilidad como creativa y su imaginación, que personas de otros reinos solo podían alabarla cuando veían las canalizaciones que había mandado construir en varias regiones del reino. Había salvado a su pueblo y eso la hacía importante para quien volteara a mirar a esta parte del mundo.

 El gobierno era matriarcal. Siempre, desde que recordaban, habían tenido reinas y no reyes. Según la leyenda, esto era porque la naturaleza había hecho a los hombres demasiado salvajes y avaros. En cambio las mujeres no tenían esa obsesión por el poder tan marcada. Eso sí, debían tener cierta hambre de control y sabiduría para poder controlar el poder que pudiesen tener en cierto momento. Por su madre, la reina Sabé aprendió todo lo que le fue posible desde muy pequeña. Como fue la única hija de sus padres, nunca tuve la opción de ser nadie más sino la reina de Xaji. Y ella se había dedicado en cuerpo y alma a ser la mejor reina posible. Su madre había sido una reina algo alejada de su gente y muchos lo decían todavía. Por eso Sabé decidió acercarse más y hacer sentir a sus súbditos que ella era una mujer más. Eso sí, siempre era bueno recordarles que también era ella quien mandaba porque algo que no se podía perdonar era la insurrección.

 Porque existió. Hubo hombres, porque las mujeres estaban casi siempre de parte de la reina, que pensaban que el reino estaría mejor en manos de un hombre e, incluso, en las de un extranjero. Muchos habían oído historias de los reinos que había cruzando el desierto o la selva. Se hablaba de calles de piedras preciosas y metales brillantes. Se decía que todo el mundo vestía las mejores sedas y que todos los niños crecían para ser altos y robustos y dispuestos a luchar, fuesen hombres o mujeres. En resumen, que las oportunidades eran mejores. Y por eso, un pequeño grupo, planeó derrocar a la reina haciéndola casar con un extranjero poderoso.

 Pero se les olvidó el detalle de que la reina tenía oídos y ojos en todos los rincones del reino. El hecho de que confiara en su pueblo no quería decir que dejara la seguridad de todos solo en manos de algunos soldados que iban y venían por todas partes. No, ella tenía su fuerza secreta y cuando llegó el gobernante extranjero, supo exactamente como tratarlo. Le dio a probar todas las delicias de Xaji, le regaló de las mejores telas que confeccionaban en la capital y un gran cargamento de frutas de todos los rincones del reino. Organizó una fiesta en su honor e invitó a todo el reino a unírseles. Los primeros que llegaron, curiosos por la actitud de la reina, fueron aquellos quienes habían orquestado todo el asunto.

 Cuando la velada llegó a su punto más alto, los traicioneros desearon jamás haber ido. La reina reveló, antes la mirada atónita de los asistentes, que desde hacía mucho sabía que todo esta visita había sido planeada por sus enemigos. Los calmó diciéndoles que no los iba a arrestar ni nada por el estilo. Pero que debían irse con la caravana del rey extranjero apenas terminara la fiesta. Les dijo que podían llevarse todos los regalos y que podían incluso llevarse a su familias. Pero las familias estaban allí también y se negaron a dejar el reino con los hombres de sus familiar. Y así, sin una gota de sangre derramada, expulsó a quienes querían derrocarla y someterla a las decisiones de un hombre extranjero.

 Pero la verdad era que Sabé si debía casarse en algún momento. Pero quería hacerlo con un hombre que la respetara y que fuese de Xaji. Esto lo recordó mientras los hombres expulsados salían del palacio y entonces detuvo a uno de ellos, poniendo su mano en el brazo del hombre. Se llamaba Mer y tenía los ojos del color de la selva, la región de donde venía. La reina le propuso matrimonio frente a todos los asistentes, dejándolos por segunda vez sin aliento. El hombre, confundido, dijo que no sabía que decir, como responder. Ella le dijo que sería su invitado de honor hasta que supiera la respuesta. A los otros los dejó ir y desde ese momento vivió con el hombre que había elegido ella misma.

 Mer la odiaba. Por algo le había hecho oposición. Pero la propuesta de la reina lo cambiaba  todo. Ya no pensaba en controlarla o confundirla porque sabía que era demasiado inteligente para eso. El asunto era que se sentía confundido ya que era la mujer más bella y poderosa del reino. Siendo de la realeza, podría ayudar a la gente  de su región como mejor le pareciese, incluso ayudando a que el reino fuera como decía que eran los demás. Pero casarse significaba renunciar a una mujer que había dejado en la selva. Habían sido amigos desde jóvenes pero ambos sabían que había más entre ellos.

 El hombre se quedó en el palacio varios meses, durante los cuales la reina lo agasajó con fiestas, regalos y toda su atención. Ella le decía que, aunque no hubiese amor, este podía surgir si ellos se dedicaban un tiempo a ello y si compartían más cosas. Por momentos, Mer estuvo tentado a decirle que sí quería casarse pero seguía pensando en la chica de la selva. Sus familiares, que lo visitaban seguido, le traían mensajes de ella. En su última carta, le decía que había decidido dejarlo ir porque no podía resistir hacerlo sufrir y elegir. A ella eso le parecía cruel y prefería dejarlo todo como estaba.

 Pasados seis meses, Mer se reunió con Sabé y le explicó sus razones para no ser su rey. Se disculpó, arrodillándose frente a ella y pidiéndole su perdón. La reina solo le acarició la cabeza y le dio un beso en la frente. Se dio la vuelta y se alejó, sin decir nada más. Mer salió del palacio esa misma tarde y, días después, se casó con la mujer que amaba.

 La reina del desierto seguía sola pero sabía que en algún momento encontraría a su pareja ideal. Y estaba segura de ello porque si eso no ocurría, la existencia de Xaji estaría en grave peligro.

Family's end

   The bridge crossed the gorge in all its extension. The father stopped the car at one end and head out. He inhaled the fresh air and walked near the railing of the bridge. There was a big net like structure to prevent people from falling but the view was just outstanding. There was a small river below but mainly trees, a big green mat of big and small trees that covered the valley below. The mother joined him with two small kids, which seemed to have just woken up. They held their mother’s hands and were rubbing their eyes with their free hands.

 The family stood there for several minutes, without saying a word. Even the children were silent. Then, a burst of light and smoke appeared far away, clearly visible from the bridge. The father inhaled and exhaled without saying anything, only tightening his hand in his pocket. Then he went back to the car. Mother and children followed. The engine started and they crossed the bridge fast into the highway beyond. They travelled without making a single stop. None of them complained or said anything. They were a family but it really didn’t seem like they were. The kids kept to themselves, not even playing with one another and just looking through the window or looking straight, apparently distracted with the flying dust or the sounds of the car.

 Night arrived and the car finally stopped by a roadside hotel. They paid for one room with twin beds, one for the children and the other one for the adults. But none of them really slept. They seemed to be on alert, waiting for something to happen. Every time a car drove into the hotel parking lot and the lights lit their room, they moved, opening their eyes again and shaking softly.  That was during the night and during breakfast and a nearby diner things weren’t less strange. A perky waitress tried to cheer up the kids, given them pancakes with faces on it, but the kids seemed not impressed and even worried. After they left, she told everyone that would listen about the weird family that had come in early, with a lot of money.

 Because the waitress had seen the father’s wallet and the several bills inside it. He even gave her a big tip but all with that weird face, between worry and boredom. The family kept on travelling by road until they reached the border with another country. The father and mother acted then, hugging and smiling as the immigration agents checked their passports. The mother even bought the kids some chips and candy and the kids laughed and ran. They all behave like a normal family until the immigration officer let them pass. An hour later, the car was as silent as it had always been. The terrain they were crossing at that point was desert with only a few plants to see and even a couple of rocks every few kilometers.

 That night, they didn’t stop driving. The father didn’t seem to be tired at all, just going on and on, his legs moving normally and just looking ahead, with a strange look in his face. They finally reached a big city and parked inside a shopping mall. Going inside, they suddenly separated. Each kid, mother and father took different directions and explored the place. The father went to an electronics store and checked out several computers, TV’s and sound systems. In spite of the money he had, he only bought a tablet computer. The mother, meanwhile, was in a department store trying out clothes and shoes. She made the saleswoman bring her so many pairs of shoes but finally settled for one pair she had seen from the beginning. She also bought a flowery dress and went out of the store already wearing it. The little girl went playing to the arcade and his brother entered a pet store and sat down in front of the many aquariums and fish bowls in one end of the store.

 They reunited several hours later. None of them had eaten anything but when meeting they went straight to the car and restarted their journey which happened to be a short one. They paid a room for each in a hotel and stayed there for a week until the secret service and other agencies got to them. They were arrested and send back to the country they had fled. There, a hearing was held to read the crimes they were being charged for but none of them seemed to be interested in the matter. They accused them to plan a terrorist attack and bomb a power plant that served millions of people in a large region of the country. Days later, they were presented with a lawyer and the father only told him to ask him about his story in front of the jury and the media.

 He did exactly that some weeks later and the father started telling his story. According to him, they were all a family. He knew it didn’t seem like it but it was true. He told everyone his family had been living a quiet life in a ranch not far from the bridge they had crossed to escape. They were happy and didn’t harm everyone. True, with no other relatives nearby and believing in homeschooling, they hadn’t really made many acquaintances. One night, he claims, their home was raided by men claiming to be the military, saying they suspected the home was used as a laboratory to make drugs. They apparently arrested them and took them to a military facility were they were tortured. Not only the two adults, but also the children.

 The father stopped his story there and asked if his wife could tell the rest. The judge agreed and the woman stepped up to her seat, not even looking at her husband as he grabbed a seat with their lawyer. She told them they noticed the place was underground, as they never saw any sunlight when being kept down there. She looked at the judge and told him they began another round of tortures, much more medical and even scientific. She had no idea how to explain it but she assured that they had been probed and tested several times. It was then when they all began to feel detached, not a family anymore.

 The hearing was stopped them because of the time and rescheduled for a later date, the week next to that one. During that pose, something happened that made the media really pay attention to the case and stop saying they were all acting because their adoration of terrorism had made them insane. The children were held in a facility for abandoned youth. They were being watched at all times but it was too late when, one night, the cop that was in charge of them arrived in the room and realized the little boy, maybe seven years of age, had committed suicide. His sister was three beds away, asleep or so he thought. The boy had planned it all because he knew he wasn’t going to be normal ever again.

 When the trial resumed, the girl was put on the stand. She didn’t cry when asked about her brother’s death. Actually, she seemed no to feel anything. It was as if she was made of stone. She told the jury she had been with her parents when they decided to escape the facility they had been held in. Somehow, they were all faster, stronger and much more intelligent than when they were abducted from their home. Something had been done to them that had rendered them better but less of a family. They used these abilities to kill several people and escape. In a matter of minutes, they used the militaries weaponry to make a large bomb and they activated it with a remote control. The facility happened to be beneath a power plant and they had not known they had destroyed it too. They just wanted revenge.

 But as the days passed, they realized revenge served no one. Something else had been done to them, much worse than any of the tortures. Somehow, in their minds, they didn’t feel any love or care for any of their relatives. It was, they described it, as looking at someone they had never seen in their life but no one else was there to help them so they united. It didn't mattered who they were as long as they weren't doing mean things to them. They felt there was something, but not enough to make them a family again. The father stated they had stayed in that hotel for a wheel in order for the police and others to finally catch them. Escaping was not their plan all along.

 People were divided on their opinions about the case. The owners of the power plant demanded justice to be done for the deaths of several of its workers and the military were rumored to release a statement soon. But none of those things were necessary not mattered. One morning, all remaining suspects, about to be convicted for the death penalty, were dead. The father had cut his throat with a cutter he stole from one of the guards. The mother took several pills she grabbed from the purse of a woman in the court room and the girl drowned herself in a tub.

 No one ever knew anything about them. Where they had come from or what had really happened to them, nor where they had gotten all the money the police had found with them in the hotel.But it wasn’t important. They had been killed by guilt, by pain, because they realized their lives would never be the same without their family united.