You live with your mother in a small but comfortable home. Before you were born, your father, Javier, had went to jail for participating in gang activities. Soon you were born but never got to meet your father.

Today was Christmas Eve and you didn’t have too much on your list since you’ve always been a grateful child and not wanting much. Your mother makes your favorite dinner and you brush your teeth and get ready for bed. You climb into bed and your mother tells you goodnight and kisses your forehead and walks out.

It’s 7:30 in the morning and you wake up to your mother gently shaking you. “Good morning sweetheart,” she says softly. She explains how she has a Christmas present for you and you get excited as to what it was.

She had you close your eyes and helped you down the stairs and to the living room. You feel the breeze of the cold air from outside so you know the door is open, making you even more curious. She tells you to open your eyes and you’re greeted by a tall man. He had some tattoos and his hair was a bit messy but not too messy and he was holding a small teddy bear for you.

Javier: Merry Christmas, mija..