The Chapter 1 "The Neighbor."

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"You have said a thousand times that you took care of your brother when playing outside the house" the angry my own mother's voice generated a thunderous echo throughout the huge house. "You should worry moreabout it, Venus" exclamied after a few seconds, taking air and adding words to his long speech. We had five minutes sitting in the sofa in front of the television, which bradcast a boring game of golf. I had left my brother playing alone, front of the house. Supposedly he alone laughted as he ran down the long driveway, which connected with the desolate road, road to city. "No. I can believe that you've stopped to speak with strangers. More when we live in the outskirts of the city.

Relax, MOM. It has only been the neighbor, only has been such that Edward. Nothing should worry. Not even thouched the child, so only welcomed and already." Buffet, Moving my hands removing her importance to the topic. Mom could be very paranoid when he proposed it. Others, Dylan, my brother, was capable of caring for themselves only. Come on, I was nine years old.

"You know that Edward never liked. He is very young to live alone and God knows what makes the weekends." Dramatizing, moving his head from side to side and leaving his dark brown hair to move to the rhythm of the same action. I closed my eyes with some frustration. "I do not want that Dylan to talk to him"

I threw a sigh, giving a small jump and getting me from my place next to mom. She had worked all day, just like dad. He still did not arrive and was hard to believe that he would do so. His work consisted in the afternoons and middle of the night, only sometimes managed to rid himself of his boss and running up to house. Be a completely egocentric businessman assistant wasn't easy, even more when he worked overtime and only reciving more than the minimum wage.

"Go by Benee's insurance, is freezing outside" I reported, taking my black jacket and running to the front door. In fact, only needed to let go of the drama of my mother and the scandal that had generated this afternoon. Exactly, about three hours ago.

My fingers were burnt to contact cold, which froze the place and left completely naked trees, without any blade. I went through the front of the house with a fleeting glance, everything completely equal. As always. I rubbed my hands, looking for the heat needed. "Come on, Benee, know that i hate to play these hours,.I whisper, looking for the big, furry animal that had the most absurd name of all. He could not even qualify as name. The bitch called from one of the sides of the house. I smiled knowing that she would always respond.

The animal ran to my arms, where he jumped over then and i lay next to her. I dropped a thin laught, stroking the soft, white fur of that was the best company of all. "Good girl. See you back home" I ordered, pointing out the front door, ust a few metres, was maybe ten.

A pair of bark were the answer. I crossed my arms over my chest, starting to tremble under the effects of cold Blizzard. It would start snowing again, safe at any time. My steps resounded over the white road, it was not difficult to walk, but even so, he maintained the balance against any shameful fall.

I raised my eyes, looking great remodeled home of to the side. And again, the so-called neighboring room lights were lit. It might even bet that he lived in his room, only occuping that space and else... it was only embellishment.

Movements inside, could note as if her were making a huge mess there same. I didn't want to sound intrusion, but it really called my attention know what it intended to do there. in no more than a simple room. Benee barked again, taking away from any possibility of keep looking to the great window. I smile my pet, stroking her pretty and white fur. I stammered, ending the short of the way home.

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