"Nothing, son... I don't want to talk about it" father gave me a smile.
Still I didn't feel confident with what he was telling me. But I didn't ask anything else, I just left the house. My mother is impulsive and emotional.
Although she is my mother, in the dark night I saw a silhouette, the silhouette grew bigger and the young man found his mother crying.
"What are you doing here?" I sat next to mother
"Mother, you shouldn't fight with father,"
"What do you know?" Mother shouted at me.
"They shouldn't fight" Her parents had been fighting for a long time, I knew that.
"The problem is his" She screamed
"Mother calm down" He tried to calm her mother down and she pushed him and he fell backwards. Her body rolled in the snow.
The young man felt how her body surrounded him downwards and felt the cold.
The young man's mother felt bad for what she had done. The mother approached her son.
When the son got up, snow covered his body.
"Are you OK?" Her mother asked her if her son just looked at her and left.
A few days later they found the bodies of those criminals. At that moment I knew it was reality.
My parents don't get along at all and that didn't change in the following weeks. My hands creak, I go down to the kitchen and make myself a sandwich. The tomato is rotten
I smell the onion, it seems fine. I made the sandwich and ate some. He's been feeling a little lonely at home lately. My sister, not my father, I haven't recognized my mother for a few days. Today she acted strange too.
I don't understand what my mother does. My parents just don't get along.
I prepared something to drink with a couple of lemons and made lemonade.
She is rich. I'm going to my room today I plan to be there for a couple of hours
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Light left the room. Today has been a strange day. I didn't just have sex with Naomi at Sakura's house. Looking for Kei I don't understand why I did it. It's strange, very strange. I never thought I'd see her like this.
I never thought we had that relationship even though things are weird between us. Maybe I'm just filling a void for Naomi when her husband died.
Yay
A message
Whose?
Uhhh, it's Naomi.
She wants me to go towards the house. Her house is not far away. So it's OK. It's 30 minutes walking. I am walking.
The sun is high and it is hot. Very hot.
My thoughts fly the closer I get to the house. I can't help it
I can't stop thinking about what we did a while ago. Our relationship is not going to go back to what it was before.
There is a truck on the corner. Next to the truck. There is a person in a black suit. With a helmet, his helmet is very peculiar with cat ears.