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Era vara anului 2014 iar eu mergeam in Bulgaria cu toata clasa. Urma sa fie o vacanta de vis la NISIPURILE DE AUR.
Hotel de 5, stele all inclusive, 3 piscine,jacuzii room service absolut tot ce iti puteai dorea de la un hotel.
Eram in limuzina cu Matei prietenul meu cel mai bun, Stefan colegul meu de banca si mai multe fete din clasa. Mai aveam inca 115 km pana la hotel si dintr-o data se aude o explozie langa limuzina si un crater imens langa noi.
Cladirile au inceput sa cada si avioanele rusesti sa zboare peste noi. Mi-am spus in mintea mea:
-Alex esti pregatit pentru asta..ai jucat prea mult gta5 si call of duty advance warfare ca sa mori.
Ah da mai era si bodyguardul meu Radu in masina cu noi si el era pregatit pentru asta.
Ne-am oprit la urmatorul magazin de pe drum si i-am cerut pistolul lui Radu. Am intrat in magazin primul iar ceilalti in spatele meu. Casierul se uita la mine ciudat iar eu ii spun:
-Nema Leva sorry.
Si ii gauresc teasta capului cu un singur foc.
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