LIFE IS A STORY WHERE EVERYONE IS THE STAR OF YOUR OWN FILM, THE OUTCOME IS THE RESULT OF OUR EVENTS. I will tell
PART OF MY STORY:
end of first grade had lived so many things ... From feel love for a girl to understand that there are good and bad.
From as little or imagined writing fantastic things, inventing new worlds, as a child he hardly knew that Chile was a country within the reality and not all ... I remember smiling
always ...
dropped my teeth were that year ..
also remember that I was the most ill when I lived in Chigwell, eating what we throw the chickens in the back (no eggs: S), I swallowed some insects, which was not bigger than the death of my dog \u200b\u200bgot run over snoopy which when I try to follow while crossing the street to the square swinging> _ <.
Sometimes I was walking along the railroad tracks, even to the station to get some thimbles of gold, and take my mom. Of course, after she beat me varillazos because it was too dangerous, a train could come and run me ... but I thought I was king of the world XD.
went out to walk with my father on the morning of the weekend on the banks of the Rio Bio Bio and when we returned, we sat at the dinner table with my mom sister, aunts, uncles, grandfather and grandmother had prepared lunch richer than I remember XD (I hope my mom does not read this.)
weekdays, my mother got up every morning with a bottle in the mouth, get dressed in his sleep to go to school as about 7, but I hid under the covers trying not to go and stay with her watching the ping pong show, the doll's face is washed with water and soap ...
I remember that just forced me to go and play with "guarizapos" in a gutter school with other children ... we collected these pseudo toads in posillos of "crazy" (ice cream) ... That year was the highest in the class ... maybe it was not, but by the nature of my hair, it seemed. Went out to play after the language classes to the playground with all my teammates the ball.
As in June, we moved to Conce, a sector where Taban making a new stock Andalien near the river, the houses were called Prim those early days I suffered enough because they do not often see my friends childhood ...
And I lived in the flesh, the rite of initiation, at that early age, compared to other children in my new town that I was considered an outsider, an invader ... I had to show that he was afraid, I wanted to make new friends, and would not let treat me badly, so I had a little fight with the "leader", as the animals ... I beat him, so I carry her, shouting: "Philip King, Philip King."
For my birthday, my mom invited all the children who lived within a radius of 1 km (never both XD), which was I think too, because I found in the table with children who had never seen, or overlooked I will have to cross a couple of words in my entire life here. I felt uncomfortable: S. ..
But that was then, as I made friends with a girl my age who lived next door to my house, and for some strange reason, it seemed silly as the other girls he had known. .. Moreover, it seemed fun to play with her didactic games like "Dad and Mom" \u200b\u200band "doctor and patient," among others. When I was with her he felt "butterflies in the stomach, and I first met this thing called" amorsh. " I had my first kiss XD
At year end, I learned that stealing was wrong, that Jesus was good, the devil was bad, he could not have the ninja turtles toys I wanted, because as my parents were satanic ... could not collect the album out debris .. because they were satanic: S ...
but no matter if I discovered that Santa Claus was actually my dad, or the Easter Bunny worked for chuck norris ...
That was my first year of classes
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