Friends,

the only strange to think of our childhood. I get the tears, I can not contain.

I ask myself that we had to grow, would have been better to be girls forever, no worries, just school games and nothing else.

Today we are adults each took different course and miss you very much.

It hurts me to have grown and no longer share my secrets with you, but thank god I have the privilege even to see them from time to time and tell you about my life as you did from his.

The love you, for Elizabeth and Yadira: My best friends

With Mandarano Yeraldine by this letter to her friends