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I opened my eyes slowly ... sitting up. And now, on second thought ... the sound of the phone was nothing compared to the screams and landmarks of Josh. End of sitting and I saw him standing by my sleeping bag...
- Horan! C'mon... raise your ass now.
Instead of answering ... I dared to keep their eyes for several minutes...until nervous, it was not before saying:
- Big daddy ... he wants to see you. Not delay.
Josh turned and started walking toward the dining and analyze it for several seconds as he crossed the small room (if this will be considered room)... Josh was all we could wish michael ... no wonder it's a favorite. Big, strong, threatening, brave ... the one to survive and be next in command in case of "disgrace"... Just ... the child of dad. And even he had to spend 15 years with him ... Just came a day like any other.
Instead I ... I had to tolerate change from one parent to another ... I understand that it had nothing to do with the death of my father .. but still. had not spent half a year and was already involved with my mother .
I do not blame my mother for nothing ... It was he who came to control our lives ... or at least mine, with their "lessons" to me and the rest of the world will always be bumps.
Since I was ten years old ... I had to learn to use a gun in self-defense .... Without hurting anyone. All these years of teaching in vain ... today serve me. And despite the shouts and blows... thank my stepfather has served in the military.
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Nevertheless .... it has helped. Well, I protected us my mother and me ever since this hell began ... a year ago. When my mother was... I still remember when this shit started ... And that memory comes to me every night ... the day I saw that beautiful girl.I also learned that day that Marc had died ... and next to the middle world...
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My mother ... she resisted half a year ... just ... sick and no cure to save her.
Since that day I think people who leave this world ... are those that do not deserve to suffer.However, I do not mean that we're here let's just bad people ... we have not fulfilled our misión.
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Michael walked in the door ... I was finishing to put on my boots...
- Supplies are over ... go for more.
Threw down a rifle with a couple of bullets.
Sigh ... but I ended up nodding. Back to the fucking hell?
