C is only one way to be children? And one only to be parents? If they push their children to the parents on the swings, higher than on uhuh! sometimes it happens and nobody notices, but that happens sometimes. The cap and the glove forgotten on the slide, crystallized frost, those of a parent if they were careless, that the child will be out looking for the careless parent desperate cries "my headset .. hahaha! I want .. ohoho! ".
If it were me on the edge of the lawn to watch the old intent to draw a spiral in the snow all around the tree in the middle, if I had surprised her to laugh at his turn in a circle at 11 pm .. she would like me run away? perhaps there would not even noticed me. But I think it more likely that he would stop staring at me in turn, the wind that takes shape in the cold dark, and without much thought I would shoot him with his shotgun, which, ah! I did not realize, was carrying a shoulder bag. A rap at the center of the forehead, the second, without taking aim, I touched his hat, knocking him to the ground further. And without another word he resumed his tour around all tree. I. .. are not on the ground in a pool of blood, I'm not begging God for another chance. I sit on the bench under the yellow street light that makes the snow with my good hole perfectly centered, it does not drip blood because it is not leaking. Sorry about the hat was new. The old woman keeps turning. L I had heard in the district, the old shoot them all, but I never creduto.
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