I have a friend who is like a brother to me, whenever I was in Venezuela and somebody invited me somewhere, it was expected that he will show up there or that if somebody visited me at my house he will be there.

When I went to Venezuela in vacation, he will move in to my house, I mean if I stayed on Venezuela for 30 days, he will probably be on my house for about 20 days, he will get to my house one day with several changes of clothes, eat with me, go to work, come back and repeat.

He has been the only people that I know that has been able to know what I’m thinking just by looking at my face and the other way around too.

We don’t speak as much as we used to do before, we don’t see each other face to face anymore like we used to do, but he will always be my brother from another mother