The secret of my grandmothers sister.
All my childhood life was filled of joy and happiness. I never though that my family was ever in one time persecuted, or mistreated for their race. It never crossed my mind that in my family we had an enormous secret. It was until I was in my early teens that by accident I found out the terrible secret about my grandmother half sister.
I can still remember that summer day, in the beautiful city of El Paso, Texas. My family and I were taking our summer vacation, and all I could think of was the time we would cross the border to the city Juarez, Chihuahua Mexico, to visit my grandmothers estate. I had notice that in a very poor house close to the border between the United States and Mexico, my parents had made a stop. Every summer we went to visit grandma and never had I noticed we had ever visited this house. Strangely was the structure of the house, it looked mostly like a shack not a home. A very old lady came out, she greeted my parents with so much love that it seem as if she was part of the family. Later did we discovered that indeed she was a relative. .
My mother told us both that she was my grandmothers friend, Ramona. I told this lady Ramona that one of my grandmothers daughter was also named Ramona, "how funny" I thought. Ramona, then grabbed her suitcase, and off we were to the city of Juarez, to my grandmothers huge house and to her enormous estate. It was a mansion with a whole lot of land, we had to travel about two hours into her ranch to get to the house.
When we arrived to the house, my grandmother was not waiting for us in the front porch to greet us. It was never like that. As my twin and I were headed to my grandmothers room, my Aunt Ramona, which takes care of grandma, stopped us both, and said that my grandma was very sick, and she did not want any noise, and all she wanted was to be left alone.