Our relatives were not allowed to visit us, but my sister´s desire to see me made
her run through the security guards, until she finally saw me. My father arrived later
he had expected to see me, my mom, and my sister, but he was grateful because
at least he had me, while others had lost all thy cared the most in their lives. We
enjoyed Christmas at San Cristóbal´s hotel. Every time we could we would thank
God, he kept us closer, He´s the reason why we survived.