Lifes…and lifes…

A foreign girl is sitted on a bank. She is really tired ’cause whe has to work 18 hours a day to earn the enough money to buy the neccesar thing to eat and live but she is happy. The first thing she can remember about her childhood was about his father kicking her mother and herself due to the alcohol. When she arrived Spain she had to work as a hooker, crying after each client had finished with her, crying because she had no future, no legal situation in this country, and no possibilities to go to any other place. Trying to go out from that hard life, she started to work as a servant in the house of very rich people. At the beginning she earned no money, she worked only for something to eat and somewhere to sleep, and that wasn’t bad at all, but not enought to help her family that was so far away. She asked for some money to the people she worked to, but the only she obtained was some coins, as she were a little children that wanted to buy some candies.

She worked in some other houses, and other jobs, but what she earned was only enough for a day by day life. Now she was sitted on a bank, waiting a bus for going home. Tired but happy because in her new job she could earn enough for sending some euros to her familiy, a quantity not enough here for a dinner in a normal restaurant, but enough for her family to life some weeks. She was happy because the life seemed to let her a oportunity….

In front of the bank a richman was sad…why? even he didn’t know, he had money but no need to fight. He was thinking about how unfair was to pay for a Mercedes car and had to wait some months for having it…really a problem.

This is the life, who works harder every day obtains almost nithing and who has all he thinks he needs, reaally doesn’t knows how hard the life is.