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Mike's Life

Hi I'm Mike and I'm 48,
I was born in a little house in Aranjuez, a little city in the town of Madrid.
When I was 16 my mom said that I was her disgrace  and I remember that since that time, she started to beat me until my nose was bleeding.
I became a strong man, thanks to this.
I always contacted my dad when my mom used to beat me, he used to work all the day but sometimes I used to call him, and he was always here to listen to me.

One day he said " isn't the money that u make that makes u proud of your work, it's how ur getting deal with it that makes u a proud man"

He was so wise, smart and good.

He teached me that life its hard and that life its all except what u wanted and excepted it to be.

Unfortunately when I was 17 he died in a car crash, I was with him on the car, I remember that his last words were a comment about the song that was playing on the radio aka "True by Spandau Ballet".

The song was saying :"this is the sound of my soul", and my dad before his death said: "this is the sound of my soul for real, I hope one day my dear, you will understand",he turned around for smiling at me and his car crashed.

He died and I was on the same point too, but God decided to save me and not him. .. He deserved to live, not me.

When I was 18 I moved to Madrid, I was basically a child, a boy that just wanted to have fun.

My routine was : smoking joints for breakfast, drinking tequila for lunch, smoking two cigarettes for dinner and    disco at late night if I wanted to.

My dad always wanted the best for me.

My mom forgot me.

I don't have brothers or sisters.

I'm totally alone.

But years passed.

One day I was listening to True by Spandau Ballet, I play that song so many times..And I realized that I was wasting my time.

For all my life I've never done anything.

So I decide dthat maybe was better to start a career.

So one day I went to the pub near my house and I found a curly haired boy, not gonna lie, looked like that type of boy that all the girls wanted.

I offered him a Margarita and I said:

"You look like u never drank a Margarita before. Try dude"

He smiled and started to drink it.

-I like it-

-Just? -

-What I'm supposed to say, it's good dude-

-U know why I like Margaritas? -

-No dude-

-I like them.. It's like a drug, a crush.. Like a thing u can't get rid of it even if u want to -

-U must be a heartbroken man I bet-

-Yes I am-

-U have a crush? -

-A girlfriend, her name's Leila-

-Sweet.. How old is she tho-

-We have a lot of difference, he's actually 13 now -

-ahha ur funny-

-I'm being real-

-oh.. Well good luck with prison-

-haha, funny family member is this you? -

Aron laughed and started to drink.

-So do u have a job? -  I asked to arón.

-Yes.. Well if ur a good bro u will stand by me and not judging me for what I do. So please swear u won't get mad-

-Haha promise-

-I'm a criminal, basically -

-Oh wow, what u do? -

-I have a fake money production, we make it in a weird way, we basically start to date girls, and then we say "cmon let's fuck" and then in the moment u kiss her u put on his mouth a "Z" drug that makes u sleep and forget everything, in that way we can steal her money.
Then we change it with the fake one,
we have a money laundering basically.. That's all-

-Oh so u used "we".. It's not just you getting deal with this, right? -

-Exactly, we are some people, not just one.
But I made this empire by myself so yea. -

-But you are young.. Ur just 17-

-I know right? I'm okay with this -

-ur money, ur life bro-

-What? -

-was a book.. In some words, do what the fuck u want-

-Right.. Do u have a career tho?? -

-I don't -

-Well if u want we need a new member.. U seem to be a good man that could handle all this.. I'm writing u to a piece of paper the address of our den.
Okay done, here we go.
Monday 6am here, see ya-

He got up and went away.

I was happy with it and since when I started doing it, it became more interessing and made me happier tho.

Arón and me, became super friends.

He was always by my side.

He used to call me bro for the rest of our lives.

We smoked lots of joints and cigarettes together.

That vibes were immaculate.

Leila and me, two years ago, when she was 17 and I was 46,we had a child together, "Robin".

I love him so much, I treat him like my dad used to treat me.

He knows by memory that song by Spandau Ballet, and he's smart as fuck.

I always say to him.: "When daddy is not going to come home, don't worry about why he's not coming, be confident because he's finding his way back home"

And he felt this.

I saw that in his eyes.

Leila loves me.

Started to kiss me each time I come back home.

She didn't did that for a lot.

I start to feel appreciated.

But unlikely I'm writing this not in this Earth.

I'm not alive.

Aron shoot me.

I never thought of this.

My bro killing me? Pff lies.

But unlikely that's the truth.

And now my child is thinking that I'm finding my way back home when I'm just Vining with my dad to spandau ballet.

Tons of love from afterlife

Mike