Those last days.No way of wrapping it pretty or pretending other wise : Rafa was dying whatever.

I was in my sisters room trying to find a mirror,to look at my myself.But when I look through the window and see my face,in my head I felt sad because I have changed a lot my face was wrinkled and I was looking ugly.

My sister came home and she found me crying…

sister-We told you to not try to look at your face

Rafa-I know…But i felt like a have to know how my face is

Sister-Its not good for you…. you see now your ad because your face has changed

Rafa-Its doesn’t matter anymore…