The whole household were busy preparing my birthday party, I confess am the favourite grandson, that made some of my cousin to be jealous, but I settle things with them not with my fist but with words.
My birthday began and everything was going well, I cut my cake and made a wish after the sang the song, and we all took a picture, everyone was present.
Carlos, Margaret and Alex junior without forgetting Jim and his fiancé, billy too.
They danced, played and ate, and did some other birthday stuff.
I glanced at the table full of gift boxes and remembered something, I excused myself before heading to my room, I brought out that little gift box mama offered to me when I was seven, never really had the occasion to open it.
I slowly unwrap the gift box, revealing a brand new Bible, I chuckled.
If I had found it three years back, I could've flung it to the wall, I thought.
I opened the book reading some passages.
"Alex! What you doing? Is your birthday downstairs!" Louis pop from behind the door and screamed.
"Oh, sorry, I got carried away," I dropped the book on table as she pulled me.
"Mr Alex someone demand to see you," James the Butler said, I was a little confused but decided to shrug it away, I grabbed my jacket while heading out, some people in the pool wave at me and I returned the gesture.
I spotted this guy in black with a medium size gift box, he didn't look dangerous.
"Yeah?" I stopped in front of him.
"Here, I was asked to give this to you," he held the box out.
"Uh, what's in it?" I gave him a suspicious look.
"Nothing harmful," he softly shove the box in my arms before running off.
I tap the box with the tip of my fingers, verifying if it was a bomb, we were taught that in our spy training. Once I was sure the box was harmless, I opened it.
What looked like a book lay in the end of the box with a note on it.
I grabbed the note bringing it in clear view.
Dear Lex, you were probably expecting the worse today.
But you can relax now, am not coming after you.
I just want you to know that am sorry for all I did to you in the pass.
Maybe my gift will help you forget, if you've got time I'll like to see you in the pack tomorrow, I mean no harm, you're free to neglect this, I'll understand after all I cursed you a lot of pain that I won't forget cause the still haunt me.
By Tony Perez.
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The story of my life (wattys2019)
Não FicçãoAlexander tried all he could to be happy, but each time he faces another hell, happiness seem to be the last thing in his life, maybe when he dies he'll find it. First his father turn into a monster seeking for his misery, then his mother died, he...
