Sunday, March 6, 2011

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I Spit

was waiting for my mom out of buying. Waiting near the door of the mall when I suddenly saw a skinny girl with glasses and braces who had his head in both hands, shaking a little, wore blue shoes and clothing soft colors.
This "no-se-do" maternal I have inside forced me to approach.
- Are you okay? - I asked - What happens?
looked at me with glassy eyes hidden behind glasses and broke into heartrending sobs. It reminded me how much I cry, always repressing everything up and no power. I sat next to him and begged my mother to be delayed.
...- It's not just me trembling said, wiping his face with his hands
were going to last a lifetime Why did that to me?
We loved!
That little girl had a maximum of fifteen. My heart sank beneath the clothing and skin, I felt my very eyes filled with tears and hugged her without closing their eyes, she clung and cried.
"Relax, breathe, breathe.
"But it hurts me hurts me a lot!
"Do not let you leave a scar," I said crying today,
but do not do more in the future, do not think this day anymore.
I can not.
"Yes you can. I know what I mean, you have to be very strong, that idiot
not know what is lost.
- Do you believe?
"I'm absolutely sure. Drink water and go back to your house, think
this is nothing more than a nightmare, do not ever remember this day.
- How do you know it will work?

I wiped my face because I had to mourn too.

"Because I've lived for 16 years and I'm not doing too badly.
- they hurt too?

My mother called me, I said goodbye and left. I left the question hanging in the air, I felt confused, wondering why these things only happen to me. I turned to see the girl one last time and she just smiled at me as he wiped his face. I smiled back.
I would find in a few years and know that it worked, which is a strong woman. That perhaps
became stronger than me.

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