"I love you, you always hear me .- murmured the little summoning his only friend.
"I love you .- answered this - you've been with me longer than any other .-
The child had run into the house, pulling the bag and the jacket to the floor. He had climbed the stairs two by two, trying to get into his room before his mother saw the blood and tears in the new shirt.
Finally, in the safety of your room includes miniatures of Star Wars and comics superh & eacute; heroes, began to speak with his only friend. He told how, once again, the thugs had gone to school for him. She wept as she spoke of the fear that gave back to school the next day the impotence felt increasingly around him and anger him but with each stroke.
As he finished, the boy glared at his friend. I hated him for being invisible, being unable to help defend. But mostly I hated to be the silent witness of a child who refused to leave behind.
looked away, trying not to see the obvious. CHTML
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