Manuel

Prologue: Como Empezó

All i saw were people i knew-slowly coming together faster than a leaf in the middle of a storm. Trees and Houses in the middle of everything. I don't remember why exactly that happened but i think that's the reason i had deja-vu in the first place. Maybe that's what we have deja-vu. I wanted to live in a place where nobody could come along to visit because every single day i dreamt of being alone in the cold breeze of Chicago. I swear it was the greatest feeling in the world. I could feel safe by myself, i could love myself and be happier than being with people that i couldn't exactly connect with. I could watch porn sites with lots of viruses, watch scary movies and even drink some of the beer that my mother wouldn't give me because I didn't have the age at that time. At one point i even drank so much that i would spin in circles and vomit while at it. It was kinda fun but kinda messy. Met my wife telling her that story, she loved hearing it and i knew it because everytime she would show her bright and white smile that would just make me glow. That smile slowly disappeared when our first kid was born. She never wanted to get pregnant and i never wanted a kid. But we sure as hell had something in common and that was not killing that kid. We kept it and it really was an experience to get through. I lived a fun life, hell I wouldn't ask for something better. But I really don't have everything to go with yet. I barely sleep and I barely enjoy anything at all. My name's Manuel, this is my story *locks gun and points to head*