Dear Mom,

I do not know how to begin this letter. It has been a hard week and I really don't know what I should do. The last month some of the neighbors got out to the city and I begged to Ramiro we also should get out, but you know how is him, he is so stubborn. We should have left this place without importance our land, our things, our proud. The proud is nothing if someone has threatened with taking away your life. And that is what happened. They came last night, we was having dinner, Ramiro said us that we must hide in the bedroom. He opened the door and said them that we will never get out this house and they struck him and went to look for us. The children was crying and I was, too. We was compelled to watch how they struck Ramiro and how… I cannot write it, mom; I am so afraid. But, you do not worry, Ramiro is ok, the children are ok and I am ok. However, they said that if we do not left out by monday, they are going to take this place by force. And you know, Ramiro is still thinking do not leave the house… I told to him that if he did not want to leave is ok, but we are going to leave this house tomorrow. I don't know where we are going to go, I guess we will have to go to the city, I don't know. I wish I was there, with you…

I miss you and love you very much,

María.