Tag: family

I am sitting in my room right now in this apartment my parents bought when I was little. I sit across from the blank, cotton colored walls and the bed that is never made properly. The bed is adjacent to the desk with my computer, barely enough space for the chair. I am in front… →

Dad powerbombed El Guero onto the ring as the referee counted to three. “The winner of the match as form of pinfall, Red Fantasma!” I came to the ring with my sister, she hugged Dad, but all I could focus on was my reflection on the belt over his shoulder. That day was the day… →