Not a Story

Jump in the past

     Was a fine day around the round table until someone say that I have to wake up😴😴😴( nobody listen him ).
The most adorable thing about dreams or when your are sleeping it's the time...ya , the time , that one everyone cries after or before, I know you think that the time it's passing but it's not so, time it's the same always only the people change, the place , the earth. We are like sand with little piece of stone , and the time it's a filter which keep the stone in the past and let the sand to draw to become future after stone again. It is saying that "The history repeated" , and it is true with a form or other .
      Coming back to our Sheppard, I mean ships or sheep , we wanna told you how suck is when someone give you spoilers , " kill them all ,he say" , well better kill himself or suicide him :)). Not funny angry , let this on other side . Fine I hope all of you gonna die....  Everyone die sometime and then they become immortal so don't make your live harder, thx. Back in the rainbow we will show you a piece of past, because it's more funny when you repeated history on your way. Let's see.
     No!!! Yes we will , shoo away now.
     In class 4 , when I was about 10 years , a new guy come at the table , he doesn't speak too much and is always dreaming about girls , later we call him Inlove . We discover a new felling , it was nice but give us problems. Our first cute girl (wasn't love yet) was a failure, she reject us like the DVD room trow the CD. At that moment the Fear and Inlove rule the place , but not for much. One or two years later Inlove evolved in Love , then was other problem ,Hate and Strange come at table and they have argue with everybody , cause of them our relation with other kinds goes a little wrong, but it's OK, we still have friend from then....ya just one but is the best, let's call him Santa. Back to our relations... you know , it...it was someone , someone that make us( I say us because ....) to cry , a girl named A. was my first love , I never told her what I want and when I do it was to late, she was gone in Germany,HAIL H., ...to sad to remember her. In the rest of the time I have few cute passion but nothing strong, until class 8 when , bye the way Question and Loyalty comes, I have a strange and nice, I could say lovely connection, or it was class 7? somewhere there... was nice, beautiful, a failure because of me , but that's not the problem.
     In 8 years of school I became more adult that every child I know at that moment but this bring me isolation and an aura of freak , those who know me , they just simple know but the others will never understand. Frustrated comes at table when we finish the primary school , it was unsatisfied by what we have done , so from then be became more hard to understand , even our parents was worried for me.  Family, such a nice word , when ...I will not gonna tell you the history of my parents, they deserve silence. Certainly it's that they haven't a nice past even the present wasn't so kind with them. I'm tired, 14 years of my life has pass like the wind , I wish to be small again. The future of the story will be available soon enough, if we will be still alive to write it.
    " If everybody would be as nice and well rise like this child (we) this school would be the best." "I love you but we have to end this, you are bigger that me with 2 years" (she say) , "YOU ARE A MOLE! - NO! I AM CORRECT!" "Can you keep a secret?" "I love you" "Hi......." (crash my life) , " play this , it is awesome "(GTA), "Can you help me?" "How do you make it?" ...etc...etc...too many, too less.