an strange story ! O:

    ok guys, here a have a new story. I hope you like it. please leave a coment! :D 

 It  was  a  simple  night.  Everybody  was  sleeping  and  my  father,  who  works  as  a security  in

one  of  the  highest  buildings  in  the  city,  just  arrived.    he  opened  the  door  and  went  inside.

when  he  was  about  to  go up  the  stairs  I  turned  on  the  lights  of  the  living  room  and  at

that  moment  I  saw  him  as  when  I  was  a  child  and  I  was  waiting  for  him  because  I

couldn’t  sleep.   I  don’t  know  why  but  I  feel   as  a  child  in  that  moment.  I   wanted  a  hug

and  I  thought  he  was  the  right  person  to  do.  Some  minutes  after  I  would  realize  I  wasn’t

mistaken.   He  turned  the  head  to  me  and  said “ why  are  you  still  awake?”   I  doubt about  if

I  had  to  tell  him   what  was  killing  me.  “ I  just  wanted  to  talk   to   you   about  something

really   important.  And  you  are  my  dad,  so  I  though  You  can  help.”     I  tried  to be  strong

but  in  that  moment  as   I   said   I   was  like  a  child.  I  needed   something   but  I   didn’t   know

what.  I  was  waiting  for  my  dad  to  guess  that  stupid  situation  but  he  was  not  a  hero. Not

any more.   Some  years  ago  when  I  was  5  0  6  year s  I  thought   that  my  dad  was   a   hero.  I

believed  that  until  I   was  10  years  old.   I   remembered   that   before  he  went   to   work   he

took   me  in  his  arms  and  made  me  fly  as  a  dove.  That  was  my  favorite animal  until  I  was

10  years.  All  my  life  I  wanted  to  fly  and  I  thought  it  was  possible.  I  thought   that

everything  was  possible  for  me  but  something  changed  my  way  o f think.  My point  of  view

about    life  changed  also  when  my  mom  died  in  the  accident.  It  was  my  fault.  My  dad

tried  to  convinced   me  that  it  was  not  my  fault. “ it  was  an  accident” he  would  say  all  the

time. But  nothing  couldn’t  deleted  from  my  mind  that  moment.  Some  years  ago  I  used  to

follow  my  mom  all  the  time.  I  did  not  know  that  since  she  was  a  child  she  had  a  heart

problem. My mom  was  at  the  kitchen  and  I  was  with  her  when   Suddenly  she fell to the

floor. I did not know what to do because I was so scared. I couldn´t cry at that moment and also I

couldn´t  help her.  I did not move from the place where I was. It was like a dream. When the

doctor, who  was called by my father,  arrived  to the kitchen, my mother had already died.

The image where I am in front of my mom that is on the floor will be in my memories forever.

There  are  many  things  that  came  to  my  mind.  

most  of  the  times  i  get   lost  in  the  immensity   of  my  thoughts.  And   this time it Is not  an  

exception.  So  I  was  standing  up   in  front  of  him.  He  notice  a   light  of  sad  in my  eyes.  

Suddenly,  at  the  top  of the  stairs,  where  my  mother  used  to  sit  down    to  call  us,   my  little  

brother  appeared   as  a little shy  doggy.  “Daniell!.  What  are  you  doing  here?.  You  should  go  

to  sleep.  It  s  too  late”   my  dad  went  to  the  site  where  my  brother  was  and  took  him  in  

his   strong  arms.  “I couldn’t  sleep  daddy,  I  miss  my  mom. Why  does she  never  come  to  

sleep  with  us?” . “ because she is far away” I would prefer to tell him the truth but my dad knew 

what  he  was  doing. I    am   just    a   little  point   In   the  universe.   He   took   him   to   his  

bedroom   while   I   was   thinking   about   the   way  I   would  tell  him   what   I  needed  to   say. I

walked   around   the   living   room   and  I   realized   that    actually   that   house   represented  

my  entire  childhood. On of the walls had a photo of my mom with me and in another my mother 

was  with  my  dad,  both  just  married.  I  remember  when  I  put  them  in  the  wall.  It  was  a

Sunday,  nobody was at home and I wanted to see my mom all the time so I took some settings

And  just  happened.  I  don’t  know  why  but  waiting     for    him   made     me   feel   nervous.  

I   feel   the  needed   of   took   my   bag   and  go   far   away .  Actually    I  did  it.

I went out running as fast as possible  to the bus station and when I was about to take one

somebody took me from my sweater and I fell to the floor. I don’t remember anything else.

When  I  woke  up   I  was  in  the  back  of  a  car.  I   tried   to   make  a  sound  but  no  one

Heared   me.  I didn´t   know  what  was  happening   if  somebody  was  trying  to  knapping  me,

 I  am  sure  I  wasn´t  the  right  person  because  I  don´t  have  money  or  something  like  that.

The  car  which  was  going  so  fast  made  a  quick  movement  in  one  of t he  corners  of  the 

city  and  I  hit  the  other  site  of  the  place  where  I  was.  My  whole  body  ached and I just

wanted to return to my house. Why is this happening to me? ... TO BE CONTINUED !!