Well, here is a kind of angsty story. Inspired by a few sad songs, pozole, and a dark corner. Yup, I have once again found myself being in the dark corner once again. yay~ it really gets the creative juices ah flowin' you know.

anyway here you go!

TRANSLATIONS ON THE BOTTOM! thank-you!

I have always wondered, for as long as you have left to make yourself strong, if we would always remain as we are. As the years go by I can see that what I wish for will slowly fade leaving me far behind it, but as long as you are happy, I am as well. I remember when we were kids you would smile that big grin of yours, even when there was nothing to smile at. You would always make me feel happy even when I felt like there was nothing I could do right. I guess I miss that feeling…

But if you are to leave me behind promise this: if you are ever to feel disheartened remember to keep smiling, someone will surely come to lift your spirits, amigo. I cannot say this to your face because I am too proud to say this sappy stuff to you. I know what I am about to do is dangerous and probably will get me killed, but I don't mind. I know what I am about to do is right. Let me fight this battle alone, this is not your fight, I must face this alone. Even if you appose me I will fight to my last breath.

Keep smiling, my friend.

Alfred read the last words of the letter that was nailed to the wooden door. He couldn't believe it; his friend has gone off and actually done it. He would fight to the bitter end, despite all the odds against him. Alfred read the paper over and over again as to try to find a way to get his friend back. Sadly, the answer never came to him. It's too late Juan is probably at the front lines about now. Alfred slowly fell to the ground in heap of desperation.

"What have I done?"

Men lined outside the town of Zacatecas, ready to strike when given the word. Their faces revealed the feeling of determination and hope for their beloved homeland to be free, them as well. Although many of them will not come back to their families, they were ready to fight for the future.

Juan made rounds to see that the men were ready and at their posts. As Juan did so, he had sunk deep into a trance, so many thing were flooding his thoughts. In only a few minutes it will all start again, but this time Juan would fight alongside them, despite of what the federals had to say about it. He is a country, he will follow the people, and He will do what is right for them. It is his duty to protect them, for the people are a part of him.

Juan stared off to the town of Zacatecas; no longer will we stand alone.

Juan was suddenly snapped back into reality as a man approached him. The man was rather short and he seemed like many of his people, but something was different about the man. It was a burning passion for change for a better future, it made Juan smile. It only takes one person to move a nation. The man that had approached Juan was the man who had started it all.

"Veo que la nación está con nosotros" The man suddenly said to Juan.

There was a long pause between the two men, but it was not an awkward one, it was one of respect.

"Siempre estaba"

The story is kind of short, but I just could not resist this cliff hanger! Anyway I had to hit the history books for this one, so sorry if it seems wrong. If there is some historical inaccuracies, I am sorry. Just point them out and please be gentle, dont say "You suck you iggnorant girl! go back to the books" 'cuase that is not going to help me get better. Now will it? no

Now on to the history! Yay~

The United States did not initially support Mexico's revolution and thought Pancho Villa was nothing, but a troubelsome bandit. Well, you do get that kind of reaction if you start making trouble for that country, but hey Pancho Villa still viewed Texas as a part of Mexican territory, and we had that land first! anyway the United States was involved in Mexico's revolution, such as aid, but as in politics and economic terms...the United States was not a happy fellow. There was much akwardness and much of a strained relationship between Mexico-United States relations. The United States did some things to even more pushed on the already much tense relationship. Hence why I portrayed Alfred that way in the story above.

It's all comming together, no?

Clarifications/ Translations:

The man who started it all: Pancho Villa

"Veo que la nación está con nosotros": I see the nation is with us

"Siempre estaba": It always has