the lonely child -chapter: the way to the worst of my nigthmares- part 7

"this time, the sound of his voice was realy horrible. Drowned by the desperation I answered his so insistent question with a simple couple of worlds- I am orphan-, and, without saying more, he pick me in to the car and continued driving. I was too pressed and hurted but I was Accustomed, I didn't think two times before falling asleep. At that moment, I got up, fortunately, it was a nightmare"

♥In this part of my story the child remembers a black way of his life, the dead of his mother, however that it was in his dream he can fell all the pains of his life when he is sleep too

the lonely child -chapter: the way to the worst of my nigthmares- part 6

"The expression of my face was almost indifferent when I got up and I saw than I was alive. In spite of that my eyes were opened I couldn’t see anything, I wasn’t blind , my eyes were bandaged .I was sure than my intelligence was slight but in by the way I can note than I was in the boot of a car and my possibilities to steal alive wasn’t anyone.

Suddenly, the car stopped like my breathing at that moment, my skin was so tense and my beats were so strong than I almost couldn’t blink. The man opened the door of my future farewell.

A tall and fat man cached me by the force, and made me sit in one side of the road. While he was talking to me, I had I very insistent question, I wasn’t sure of what was scaring me more the sound of his voice or the simple fact of seeing him how he was sharpening his knife…

I heard his voice clear and strong, but even this way I didn't understand what he was saying, my mind was in another place but one question attracted all my attention…

He said –¿ where are your parents?-I stop, I did a pause which the rough man didn't want to wait, he press his knife and without damaging me, he returned to ask the same question"

♥In this part of my story the child is sure than he's going to die

the lonely child -chapter: the way to the worst of my nigthmares- part 5

"while I was walking (very fast to say than I was walking) I didn't stop thinking in that person or spirit, or something who was following me, every time I imaginated it more ugly and violent, obeously it wasn't my dead mom, sudently I found the road. one light blinded me, I thought than that was my moment to say goodbye to the earth, overcome in every sense by the idea ,I left myself to fall down and I lost the conscience"
♥In this part of my story the child feels very afraid and thinks than he is going to die but he is not afraid about that, the idea of die was something than he have been wating al his life...

the lonely child -chapter: the way to the worst of my nigthmares- part 4

"while I was not feeling my hands and my face was freezing, I realised thst the number of houses were beigining to diminish making me more melancholyc.Blocks later, I was totaly alone, my shadow left me time ago, when at least I could see some lights on. Wile more I walked, more I observated I felt, that was like someone breathing too close to me, so close than I could feel that his skin could touch my face. Sometimes I taked couraje to look backward but anyone was there"
♥In this part of my story the child feels alone and scared bacause he think than someone is following him. Sometimes he thougth than that person who is following him is the spirit of his mother and she is taking care of him but he is scared of the idea that it's only a product of his imagination and that he is in a big danger

the lonely child -chapter: the way to the worst of my nigthmares- part 3

"the winter stalked without without having mercy of my , in spite of the fact that the supreme being who dominates our wise land knew perfectly that I was dressing only a few old rags. evidently he was very ungry with me because since I born he had stuck myself, in my infancy with the death of my mother and then the painful left of my father. Since then, he has entreteined me day by day with his tortures, shorts but multiples and almost fatals. I'll never get ungry with him, he is too powerfull and I'm too useless."
♥In this part of my story the child remember the tragedies of his life and think that god has all the fault of his unfear life.

the lonely child -chapter: the way to the worst of my nigthmares- part 2

"All beigins time ago in a dark street were I had never been since that day.¿How I arrived there? that was a very good question than had been hurted my brainwhile the hours were passing and I was walking in circles without knowing what to do..."
♥In this part of my story, the child fells alone and desolated, he thinks than he will never find the way to arrive home (he don't have a hose but the street of the city are like his home). He is very afraid and sad, but he don't know what he is going to find at the end of the street and what he is going to discover when the days pass...

the lonley child -chapter: the way to the worst of my nigthmares- part 1

"Maybe you think I’m crazy or than my way to live is too grey, but I don’t think so, I prefer say than it‘s a point of view without positive ideas and of someone who don’t know the hope, that see beyond the big city where all isn’t like in the fairy-tales”…
♥That is the beginning of my new story “THE LONELY CHILD”, I’m going to write bit by bit all the long story here…and this are my ideas:
it's about a boy who don't have parents (his mother die and his father retired and left him alone)
lives in the street, and eats bin's food without problems. His life is so bad and unfear than his own problem is to smile again.
I'm not going to tell you more, you have to discover it in the next entry...
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