Tuesday, December 30, 2014

11 pm. Tired children. The man at the door will still continue earthy their casino. No drink alcoho


The new two-storey family house in which Santander. In a southern city, a community earthy relatively uncommon, there stands the house, one of the new houses naipatayong famous architect of the country. Long grass surrounding the columns. Many wild dogs rambling whenever the sun. Notably the Mango tree thrives on the leaves poisonous to gloat. All plans of Julio Santander. earthy Maglilimampung years old on the tenth day of November. Tall. With healthy physique. Immaculate Heart. Ready to help those in need in his simple way. Cheerful man. He kept the promise he offer great gifts for family and that was good. Long-time while also being spent to seal each other but in no case talked about Julio lot and house. His only pride is due to pinagpagurang earthy Overnight work and activities in the factory. He fears his family know the real source.
Suddenly lost sight of the shot. He immediately stopped reading comics. Apart from darkness to engulf his room, no matter his saw. Fortunately he reached earthy his hand out pieces of a matchmaker. Ikiniskis box. Brief candle earthy lit standing in his little table. He continued reading. While running the hands of the clock on the wall, he heard the noise of the dogs. Easily naantok his parents. So every question he answered no. Until he sleepy from watching the linear comics. earthy 10 night when he dropped the book. Pinikit his eyes. The strong wind was blowing earthy his candles even though the blow would die also because earthy it will automatically earthy fire inside the bottle. Morning. Not yet complete eight hours of his sleep, he stirred the people lined up outside the house. He gazed out the window. Turned to look at the bottom. He saw the term '' DO NOT CROSS ''. He heard the wonder earthy of the human ... her father ... there in the branches of the mango tree ... while hanging wide eyes and the skin is pale, stiff and cold.
An afternoon. Spacious living room shot, in comic books anyway. His dark ... eyebags are all burdened her eyes. Many folks in attendance. Jericho comes to ayain Ronron to play. He comforted. There is also her aunt and uncle ... coffee and biscuits. His fat cousin nagnonodles and noodles. Deafening silence in the room. No TV. No radio. In addition to the gossip of people out ... no more engaging than shot. Humid surroundings. Poor circulation of the electric fan. Fan to fan his steadfast pregnant, Josephine earthy while wearing a baggy red wrapper. The time is now completely devoured the afternoon and the sun began to relax. The tables and benches are appearing as well as the mother's sister quivering shot. As midnight approached, the candles lit well kept ... but not too badly ventilated Rosalina's face. Next to him the only child. The tears in their eyes fleeing and easy consumptive clarified their collar and sleeves.
Forced to sweep Jun. Under the chairs and desks, hidden black sand. He was not surprised and especially not minding. His other cousin nagkatuwaang bathe in the backyard. They did not notice that the water turned black. The nagtàhúlan dog suddenly disappeared. Walking the black cat in tree Mango pinagbitayan with Julio. But they could not climb because at present the candle earthy stands in the shade of trees while discharge of black smoke into the house.
11 pm. Tired children. The man at the door will still continue earthy their casino. No drink alcohol but also some rare, because the coffee drunk brave the mixture. Come midnight. When he heard the sharp voice of the bat, she was sleeping earthy peacefully as well as his companions. Easy withered flowers. Immediately melting candles. The sound of the leaves are strong because of the extreme wind. Left alone was shot on a sofa ... not far distant from his father's coffin.
Naipikit his eyes. The bulb in the ceiling was dead-Sinde. Silent moment. Without acting. Unattended. It's almost three in the morning but still dark outside. Her relatives

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