When the bank kicked Francisca out of her home

9:00 am. Cartagena, Murcia.

Francisca was just sleeping in company of Jose Luis, her husband, when someone rang the doorbell.
They were jolted awoke and while Jose Luis started to cry, Francisca knelt down to the floor and crossed
herself. That morning was the moment in what their life had to be drastically changed. Their nieces, who were
sleeping with their parents, started to weep uncontrollably. The son of Francisca and Jose Luis got up on a hurry and took a rather old clemency dagger. Although his parents tried to stop him, he arrived to the door and opened it. He left the door opened and stepped back as he prepared himself to attack whoever enters
his home. The door began to open slowly until it appears the figure of a policeman holding firmly a document in his right hand. The policeman reported them that they had to leave the flat, due to the eviction ordered by the judge. The man was invited by the policeman to throw the dagger, but it was impossible to convince the man to do it. The daggerman insulted the policeman and he lunged at the policeman. As result of this, they both fell on the floor and the man plunged his dagger on the policeman's shoulder. The other four policemen
pushed the man against the wall and clubbed him for a half minute. Francisca and her daughter-in-law begged clemency for him, so the judge called to order as he took the order of eviction.
The man was arrested and the rest of the family took all their packed posessions to Jose Luis' boxcar. They
could not save all their furniture, except a sofa and an armchair, because they haven't a place to store all the things they had. With the assitance of the policemen, they moved all the things in two hours while the Bank representative was tranquilly smoking next to the doorway, checking that the process of eviction was going all right.
After the conclusion of the process, Francisca and her family were crying desperately while being on the park. The situation was apocalyptic because six people including two children lost their home. Nothing was to be done... Chaos, indignation, pain, uncertainity, unsecurity, ... All those sensations are indudably indescribable. All their lives had paralyzed since the moment they know that they would lose their home.
While the Bank is trying to sell the apartment, they survive thanks to the donations and supplies that some
NGO's and neighbours give to them, but terribly they have no place to live in, so they sleep and take refuge in Jose Luis' van.