All around us, there were trees and portables with papers hung on the doors of them. Everyone then started talking with each other. My sister would mainly talk to her friends, she did try and include me but I just couldn’t involve myself a whole lot. I just felt like a wall, just standing there awkwardly in the way, not knowing how to communicate to properly. Maybe it’s because I’m a shy person, but it 's easier to express myself in English, and it 's easier to make friends in English. This is the problem with having a stranger as a sibling. You just don’t know them enough to communicate and share secrets with. This whole connecting thing like normal sisters, was harder than I …show more content…
We stayed there talking with her. They talked a lot about their personal life, like about guys and they gossiped. How I wished I could take Kathya’s place and have a conversation with Karen like that. I was only learning things about my sister from listening to her and her friends conversations, at least I was getting to know her. At around 6 or 7, we headed out to the Plaza, that was where everyone hung out in the afternoons. Plazas are probably the best parts of towns in Mexico, in my opinion. They are always so beautiful, at least the ones I’ve seen. When we got to the Plaza, it smelt of fresh rainfall and it felt humid. The Plaza in this small town, was filled with green grass that was looked dewy from the short rain storm that happened. The tall and beautiful green trees surrounded the Plaza. The gazebo caught my attention the most. It 's paint was as white as an egg shell. The lights, that were next to each set of stairs, glistened in my eyes. White benches were on every corner and they had basketball courts at the back, which were filled with people. We sat on one of the benches and I admired the scenery. It wasn’t long before my sister’s boyfriend came. My sister and her boyfriend left for a while and I was left alone with Kathya. I was a little upset that she left, but I understood that she