For you, my truth
I don't even want to write anymore, because every time I start doing it, to investigate, to gather information, videos and images, anguish oppresses my chest, violence hits me and I cry. I cry because I don't understand, I can't believe the evil of people who destroy everything. I don't understand the lack of values that pushes them to destroy busts of soldiers who gave their lives so that they would remain chilean. The ignorance of the schoolchildren who, with their faces covered and with colored scarves (alluding to various causes that they defend from poorly informed extremism) force people to get out of their cars and dance if they want to cross the street ... that did the nazis with the jews, have you not read books?? haven't you seen documentaries? And I don't blame your school, I hold you responsible for spending hours on the computer and on social media, but not reading or educating you ... I don't even ask you to go to the library...