Em Qualquer Lugar que o Vento sopre

Chapter 3

I sighed and I said the truth to my mother how I promised that would do. After all, came stop in the hospital thanks to a lie. parent, I killed a man. I pointed the gun, pulled the trigger and now he is dead. Just as I unfortunately I am not in this exact moment. The guilt was so much, not aguentei mother. I took a life that did not know. had no idea who was. Do not suffered no physical punishment. I lived life miserably. And the only way to end this was taking my own life. I looked around me... people in their litters fighting for their lives, were victims of a disease, as well as I. The doctor in his white coat said I suffered from certain disturbances mental that make me have impulses murderers. I should be in a prison but I am in a hospital full of people who wish to have their hearts beating by the maximum possible time. And I counting the latter to get to kill me before kill someone else innocent. In fact that' s what brought me so far. I think not calculated sure the dose of the remedy that I would have to take to that my blood stop run by my veins.- why you did it?- his voice was weakened waterfalls ran for his cheeks- we could solve together, you need not go, is so young. I let go! Let me go!- I struggled in the litter while shouting, the needle that injected serum in my arm loosened. After only felt a sting in the arm and a dormencia in the body. I had received an anesthetic and figured that had a few seconds before the drug I did lose consciousness. I let go! Do not! NO! NOT! She says with eyes blurred with tears.- ever... The rest lost in the drug that already runs throughout my body. Clowns haunt me I my dreams. They have the face of the man who killed. are low as greg and dance Fandango, my ex girlfriend also danced Fandango...