Don’t you think things happen for a reason? I do believe things happen for a reason. Maybe you and your boyfriend broke up and you say “Why me and him?” I would say maybe he had a really bad background.
The reason I say things happen for a reason is because a few months ago my uncle died. My uncle, Lisandro, was 34 years old when this happened. Lisandro was a very nice man. When my brothers and I would go to Mexico he would pick us up from the airport. He’s been like my dad. He had two kids. He would see them every weekend. When Lisandro would see his kids was like being a billionaire. They loved him and he loved them.
Lisandro was murdered in a really bad way. Lisandro lived in Mexico at the time. Mexico isn’t like United States. Mexico is a place where you can’t be outside passing 12:00, a places where people are gun fitting in front of kids. There are “zetas” which are people who send illegal drug to different countries. Now a day’s even cops are in it.
The person who murdered my uncle was a cop/zeta. One day Lisandro was walking from his brother’s house, my uncle Fransico, it was like 1:00am. He was listening to music. The so call cop was calling Lisandro to see if he can give him money for a beer. Lisandro didn’t hear him and the cop thought he was ignoring him. The cop grabbed something ran up to him and started hitting him on the back of his head. One of the neighbors saw everything and called Fransico. He told his daughter to call the ambulance. Lisandro was in coma for a week.
The investigators said the cop was drugged. My family is trying to sue the cop. My cousin which is our lawyer is helping us get him in jail for life. My cousin being our lawyer is like him being God because he never gives up in till he gets what he wants. To me the guy going to jail is like watching the world turn to peace and happiness.
Mean while my uncle was in the hospital everyone went to go see him and pray for him. We would even spend the night outside the hospital, just in case they called us. We had so much faith he was going to survive. When I saw the tires come out of their faces was like a running river running and running.
The reason I say things happen for a reason is because I believe my uncle is now in heaven. If God had given him another chance he would had suffer more then what he was already suffering. If people had a chance to stay on earth, living hell, or in haven people will choose haven. I’m not happy he died but I’m happy I know he’s in a better place now.