remember of a beach day

5 0 0
                                    

*you remember it, as if that happened yesterday, do it, i want to hear the story*
-i'm Sonne, i'm 17 years old...-
*NOT THAT YOU STUPID ASSHOLE*
- i was 10 years old, my parents went for a walk on the beach, my sisters went to the water, and there was a kid with his parents next to me and my family, the father of the kid, was a cop, or i think so, the kid was playing with the sand and a bird stoud on his sand-castle, so, he took a gun that was next to his dad and pointed the bird, i told him, that, was he doing, that why was he going to kill a poor bird, she was just resting of a long flight, and he shouted "you asshole girl, it's a water gun, don't you see" he pointed to his head, and pushed the trigger, and BUM, suddenly his head wasn't there, Their brains and their blood spilled around soaking up everything and everyone, above all to me anymore, everyone was shouting, i was thunderstruck, full of his blood, his body fell his mother was shouting, crying, and holding her sons corpse, his father, was crying too, after that, i don't know nothing, about anyone, even of my family, i just know this white room, you, and my teddy-dog-
/ohhh, hy lil Sonne, how has been your day/
-hello, doctor Simeonsen-
/who were you talking/
-with my friend, his name is mark-
/ohh, we've talked about that, so... tell me something, do you hear voices?/
*tell him NO*
-No-
/okey.../

remember of a beach dayDonde viven las historias. Descúbrelo ahora