31st of December the last day of a long year, people walk in the street laughing and screaming at 7.30 pm. and all I want to do is just scream at them that -It's too early fellas!-, anyway my name is Timothy Mcready I'm 16, I have one little brother and a sister...
Mom - Tiiiiiiiiiiim! - , oh god my mom she's like the others: kind with my friends and other kids, always trying to know everything about me, worries about school..., - Tiiim! I know you can hear me! come here! are you in the roof aren't you? You know how many times have I told you that its dangerous...- Tim - Okok I hear you mom! I'm coming! .
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Tim - what do you need mom? - Mom - You've been in the roof again right tim? why won't you want listen at me tim... its... - Moooom! please can you just tell me why you've called me? - Mom - Okok honey stay calm there's no reason to be nervous, I'm just trying to remind you that it is dangerous... - Moooom! - Okok, I called you
to tell you that its better if you start to prepare yourself our guest are arriving ok? - she smiled at me and I look at her deep in her eyes wondering how many fights we had, every discussion, tears and laughter we have in this 2013 and I smiled back at her.
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Timothy Mcready
Short StoryThis is the story of Timothy or "Tim", a normal teenager in the last day of 2013 but at least to go out with friend and get party, get drunk etc. he likes staying at home with all his parents wondering about the year that bring him happiness, tears...
