YOU CANNOT GO away E-Book

Lorenzo Miraglia

• Herausgeber: Youcanprint
• Kategorie: Gesellschafts- und Liebesromane
• Sprache: Englisch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2018

Beschreibung

"Ok, I'm hiding there, right there, I'm going fast so no one can stop me , I go in and I hide inside the low door of the closet, I'm between his sweaters. Here in the midst of the heat, in this cold winter, in its typical smell the pain that its words cause fades a little”.

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Table of contents

CHAPTER ONE

"LAST CHAPTER"

Lorenzo Miraglia

YOU CANNOT GO away

ISBN | 9788827845271

Prima edizione digitale: 2018

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CHAPTER ONE

"YOU CANNOT GO away, what are you saying, YOU CANNOT GO awaaaayyy".

"Ok, I'm hiding there, right there, I'm going fast so no one can stop me , I go in and I hide inside the low door of the closet, I'm between his sweaters. Here in the midst of the heat, in this cold winter, in its typical smell the pain that its words cause fades a little”.

My sister cries, she has long and endless tears running down her cheeks, her eyes are red and she doesn’t speak.

She has remained petrified, she is speachless.

My head is full of ugly sounds instead. I still don’t believe in dad's words. It cannot be true that he leaves me here.

It 's he who comes the night when I wake up and I'm afraid of the dark, it is he who stays next to me in the evening waiting for me to fall asleep. He is also the one who wakes me up, helps me to hurry up in the morning, he sees the TV with me and plays with ball in the hallway until exhaustion, he taught me to dive, swim, play with my mythical hot weels cars and makes a lot of constructions.

He is my opponent playing football in the garden, he knows how to play volleyball, he swims like a world champion, he fights at box. He is a mythical dad.

And now what do I do?

I stay here stunned by pain.

He looks out of the door but I do not want to hear what he has to say.

D: "my Love ,I’m Dad, you do not have to do this" .......

Me: how I don’t have to do like this, I'm going crazy

D: "Listen to me my love, dad and mom they cannot get along and they need to be a little alone but always with you. anything will not change for you "

What are he saying? Everything will change.

I will have to stay away from you and you are my hero, the man who will make me man too, you are my heart and my soul.

D: "Look, Daddy will come to you whenever you want, I will always be by your side. Mom and I, we just need time to try and cheer ourselves up. "

Meanwhile, my sister has curled up at the end of the bed, still doesn’t speak and now the tears fall more and more .

Now I get it!!!! It's just a bad dream, in a while I wake up and I'm calling Dad to come to comfort me. Maybe I stay a little 'awake so I feel its heat close. He told me so many times that he needs to sleep and that he has to go back to his bed but tonight I'll hold him back a bit. The dream is too bad.

Dad stretches out a hand to try to get me out but I withdraw, so soon I wake up.

He stretches again and touches my slim hand.

Does he touch me? So it's not a dream. Damn, it's the only dirty word granted to a 7 years old boy, it's not a dream.