Thursday, January 29, 2009

Unique Church Greetings To Welcome Guests

NAMES: OR STOP YOUR PARENTS BEFORE THEY GIVE DICK!

Well, then.

You all know very well how much I love the names, because they hide behind an essence and a "form" particular and special, that only has that name. And baby you hold in your arms, bundle newborn, crying and bruised, balding ugly as a chick, or pink and fresh just like a rose, would be able to dissolve even the most standoffish and parents in disbelief. Then why are the first which, taken from the euphoria, the mad joy of having a child that they will continue their noble lineage, have those ideas anagrafe hallucinating. And some have to stop before they ruin the life of her offspring, who will have to deal with in elementary school, fucked in front of him mocking the teacher, you get through the middle to fight peacefully, at the high school will be targeted by Truzzi who will say "but that is not like that name you loser?" by emo, which, seized by a fit of compassion, invite the poor teenager to join them, the metalheads, who, with a shrug of shoulders, the lame the name or surname, and will have its name ready nice battle in the pan. (Of course metalheads solve these problems very well, as practical. MissMetallara nd). Come of age, perhaps the victim of this crime against humanity, will be able to change their name anagrafe.

Dear Parents (and I say this to myself one day I am Mom, and if I could attack DeficientiteAcutaRincretinentis churn when the first creature), I can understand that having a SON is an immense joy, and also a miracle with the times run, but we avoid the so-called "exotic Fairs or vulgarity or kitsch " (not to put it another way, but I will not tell) or " Fairs Trivia " ;. I always thought that my children will, however, the unique creatures from DNA, but also because are also unique in their character. I have a fairly common name, Alessandra, but I know of people - crazy, crazy, clumsy and chatter - just like me there will not be around, or better, very similar but not identical. But the name is enclosed in something unique and unrepeatable, like the children they bring into the world.

analyze, according to my rounds on the Internet, the second fair, which is simpler and perhaps shared. Fair trivia.

How many times in our lives we have known people with the following names: Mary, Joseph, Luke, Matthew, Andrew, David, Paul, Julia, Chiara, Federico? How many times in class we were 2 / 3 people with the exact same name? Too many times. Then there are those who, for lack of ideas, they think of calling the child as a grandparent. And I say, hooray originality. In fact, even I am not the fruit of great effort of imagination, because it bears the name of my great-grandmother and the second is of my maternal grandmother. But I think if I could call Iphigenia, Genevieve, Drusilla or Domitilla, and will not continue, maybe it was better that way. If I had one of those ridiculous names, I would have killed at least my parents.

Rule Number One - for those with Paraculo: seen that a pregnancy lasts nine months, a couple of days a week you can go on the Internet, or take a book of the damned Names and browse a bit ', instead of arriving in the delivery room and look like two stupid and say, in midwife response: "we have not really thought about the name of our child to." And then out of laziness given to infant's grandfather or grandmother or your aunt away. Moving on to the second

Fair. And I assure you that here if they feel the fine. Brace yourselves, because I was curious how they went looking for the T (h) rash of T (h) rash, just for you.
So, we assume that parents react to the Banality Fair ;, bored by the usual names, and decide to give vent to their horror creativity. Why not give our child a foreign name (although Italian 100%)?
Cedric And so, Kevin, Christian, Jennifer, Sharon, Jenny, Jessica, Michael, Hilary . On children who have no reason to use foreign names, I say WHY '? With all the beautiful and unusual names that are there, no, let's call him "Kevin Smith" "Hilary De Sanctis," and so on. I say sincerely that horror.
Even so, then picked up the following issue: can 'happen (and I say it can' happen) that people have appreciated those names only by hearsay, and sometimes does not know the spelling of the name, and so we get the human cases as: "Maicol" Mikel " "Gennifer" Gessica "Ilary" Sedric "or" Sedrik. Or the horrific Endy (For Andy), or Kaite Keit (Kate).

Rule Number Two - For those suffering from the syndrome "xenophilia - no need to torture innocent children with Your attempts to make original, because in addition to playing a ridiculous fluent Italian surname, there is great risk of mistakes in writing the name, whether from you, either by the person in your incapperà prodigal son in the years to come. But starting dall'anagrafe there is a huge risk that the child's name does not correspond to your wishes. And the correct spelling.

A dangerous variant of the second show is "going to rummage in the trunk of their ancestors, or, why not call it Vercingetorix?". And to be original at all costs if they feel they are outdated names. Obsolete, however, is not exactly synonymous with the unusual, then why, before you call your son Belshazzar, Bartholomew, Odysseus, Patroclus (!!!!), Anacleto, Calogero, or call your daughter Teodolinda, Astarte, Aphrodite, Geraldine, Cleopatra, Arsinoe or Berenice "but because it is so outdated (sic)!" Cercarte to grasp the meaning of the name, and especially the probability ; your children, once grown, you spit in my eye.

Rule Number Three - For lovers of Revival - there is no need to call your child as one of the seven kings of Rome, or as a hero that comes from the Icelandic Edda, or the Norse Ragnarok. There are some nice unusual names nowadays, little used, who can be elegant and refined details, without sounding totally antiquated. You do not want your child to leave the mother's belly with a nice white beard?

And above all, continuing our proud of kitsch, we think a little 'to Ilary Blasi, who, as far as make a good couple with Francesco Totti, the fact that little children have called the Chanel, I am a bit' laugh. I guess in his nicely spoken and Roman markedly when his daughter called "A CHANELLEEEEEEEE YOU ARE A FFAAAAA !!!!!"

Or the following scene in Bari:
"A Sedricche, Keep the canarìlle asseccaàte and stogg'a'scè by ba'Pinuccie, a'bbìv na'bbììr"

And a note Rule number three is all there: Do not do as Elkann decerebration or some other VIP, to spoil your children with names like Brooklyn, Ocean, Lion, Apple, Blueberry Lady, Sunday (!!!!). Then I'll call my son's bedside, and my daughter Colander, and so we're even and I fatroppoinfescion as Elkann! (see, the poor).

So you have time to think and ponder the beautiful names. You have many resources to even know the meaning of names, what more do you want? Do not get caught off guard by the emotions, because the children call Dolores, Our Lady of Sorrows, Annunziata, Joy, Tristan Santuzza or means to put a serious cross him. Or rather, gufate it to him, to put it less noble and solemn tones.

Council: be a snob, but refined. The double names, especially if you know the meaning of names, can be very poetic, and also a smart play on words. Do not get caught by the fury of giving two hundred names to their children, because I like them all. For example: Matthew Luke John Pino Tino Pilotino Do Santos Da Silva, is a attimino lunghetto.Inoltre, combinations feel like Maurizio Mauro, Massimiliano Massimo, Luigi Lucio, and so on, well let me come back on the ice, they also laugh.
not be too snobby, though. Avoid excessive musicality of Guido Guidi Guidelli Guiducci, a, Maurizio Maurizi, Paolo De Paoli, Vincenzo de Vincenzo. Win the Nobel Prize for the monotony. And if you have a famous last name, do not do the sboroni. Alessandro Volta there was one, and give your child that name deliberately, I think it's arrogant - and unoriginal.

Good Luck!

(my favorite names tell them there again. If I want.: P)

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rosso_rosa @ 2009-01-29T16:02:00


Chapter III
"What the hell are you?"




Same place ... same circumstances. Austin had not yet disappeared from under my eyes, on the other hand, however, was before me, that I do not know what force propelled by inconsistent, I was stationed at forty inches from him. The words that I decided to say was ice in my throat, my lips insisted to remain tight ... I had nothing else to whisper that ...

- What ... what are you doing here ..?

To my question, I felt his coarse laugh ... his voice was very persuasive, I felt the poison of evil in his body and did not know why I was able to do it ... I wanted it all a nightmare, I wake up, I wanted .... what?

sighed ...

- You know .... Is the first time I meet a person so careful ... - crept

- But what the hell are you talking about? - I dared

- So why do you ask, Cristine.

still do not understand ...

-You are the kind of girls so thoughtful ... who can not trust even the most trivial word. And you are right ...

His face went precariously to my .... I wanted me back but something stronger than my will kept me hard ... and his hands were ...

-.. But you see ... - I whispered, "Now, what, more than anything else you would agree .... would you mind your own business ... ...- made a pause of five seconds. ... then shoot ... - ... you do not you think?

continued to be positioned in that way neck and eyes off me until I said, but my response was not a logical statement, because its deep irises seemed to touch all my fragility, putting me in awe ..

- What the ....

- .... ... What? - I encouraged him serpentesco

- What the hell are you ...?!?!

was unimpressed at all ... in fact, my statement, he sighed, took my face, even closer to her and uttered persuasive ...

- you should give up your stupid and inexplicable reason on me and Chad ... because one day you might find uncomfortable ... and irreversibly create you problems ... you like real life, Cristine?

At that point I began to sweat cold and he saw it ...

- ... I would not get too scared, but believe me, I'm too angry for not leaving a sign of my nausea to you ... - hissed cruelly sarcastic ... but

I did not have time to realize what he wanted to lodge with those last words, which I had the demonstration immediately ...

of a sudden I felt like a slap on the cheek, his hand was not in launch, seemed to me that he had pulled a powerful gust of wind, the closed eyelids ... power of the blow was that I was falling on the asphalt ... when I opened my eyes never saw him again ... only I felt the wind blow .... and the terrible burning sensation in my cheek, in contrast to the chill of late afternoon.

At dinner, even before Aunt Marine spiccicai not a word ... no appetite while I ate my portion of pasta I felt the eyes of my two partners constantly focused on me ... did not seem to want to give me rest and get me to awe them as well. This did nothing but increase my sense of vomiting to the point that I had that dish away from me, before we spit on it. Luckily I had swallowed a spoonful more pasta, otherwise I would have had to flee to the bathroom. ... never mind.

I knew that this gesture of removal would trigger in them a curious, almost perverse in my opinion, to know what was happening to me, and not having personally want to talk about, I decided to keep it in my own way ...

- excuse me, I'm going to sleep well ... I'm not sick.

I got up and, at a quick pace, I went up the stairs, locking in my room.

thought of fleeing it, but things were not so ... well maybe now I can brag that I had not escaped the curiosity of her aunt and Roxy, because only through them that night, regained the smile ...

I looked out the window of the room when I heard two touches on the door. I already knew who he was and I did not want to hunt off in the wrong way the only person who could understand me with a look ... and then, without waiting for my permission, Roxy came into my "refuge" and sat on my bed, I kept looking at me to give away a & rsquo ... ; other person in his place, would have been offended by my careless behavior, but she did not.

My best friend was not one to kill people with questions, especially if you could tell something was wrong. She was confined simply to remain silent, waiting it was the other to speak, when he was ready. I knew this very well ... his politeness and his respect for me made me feel good and I waged unnecessary guilt. Sometimes, I though I was, as already mentioned, the strong and brave girl, I knew to be much more unstable and fragile about her. Yet this was not a sufficient reason for her away from me, because she knew how to sweep away all of my nervousness and negativity with a single gesture.

Finally I turned around, smiling, and I let slip to the floor with his back against the wall. I took a deep breath and I was the first to talk ...

- What are you doing here "sister"?

Rise as usual and I simply replied ...

-.. Listening to the voice of your silence ...

was precisely what they were friends; I was wondering how you did that to say that perfection does not exist, where once again I find myself thinking that she was the embodiment of it.

- And why listen?

- Because I am curious .... And why you want a world of good. And whatever has happened we do not have to think ... because I'm always here beside you, just like a guardian angel, to tell you that if you want it, I can embrace.

I got up from the ground and approached her, I immediately walked in and saw what I wanted in my eyes, hugged me to convey all the warmth of which was able.

- I can always be your sister if you like ... even if you do not have the same blood group.

- Thank you ... - I said, a tear that I already wanted to scratch his face with emotion.

I thanked the heavens that Roxy was not going to ask me anything before they decided I had to talk about it, because I absolutely wanted to upset her again with the story of ... Price was shock enough, if he had known then what had happened, I can not imagine how he would react.

Seeing calmer, I smiled one last time and then, wishing me good night left the room, closing the door behind him. But the ' "Visiting hours" did not end ... immediately after she walked into my aunt ...

- Cristy ... - remained at the door, waiting perhaps a nod from me to sit ...

- Quiet aunt ... nothing happened, I was really upset stomach. - I lied to ... but do not put it in turmoil Marine knew very well and I knew he would not drink ... maybe I had inherited from his part of my character, yet I was aware of the fact that one of the most special gifts for my aunt was to be able to fool yourself ... and in that I thought the time would begin to ask me a barrage of questions, but ...

- I'm pretty sure it is just that ... - ... uttered reassuring - however ... if you want to talk about I'm from there ... - winked, and with great ease and a smile on lips went from there and went at a slow pace in his bedroom.

There was no doubt, that was a day full of surprises ... and it was true that I did not like to live in monotony, but frankly, many days like this I would certainly destroyed ... and I do not want to die before my days ...

I did not want to spend a sleepless night ... in fact if I had began to reflect on one particular day of that, certainly I think many others would come and greet you ... Morfeo


I lay the chair in my room for five minutes before going to sleep
but contrary to what I thought, was very easy to fall asleep ... I did not have time to think about anything now ... I collapsed and fell asleep in that chair itself, even under the influence of tranquilizers could happen and was also why I could not understand what was happening in my life ... too many changes, too many strange things ... I was still living, or someone else in my place? Me too I asked naively ...

That night I had a strange dream ... I saw a beautiful creature, a girl wearing one of those ... precisely dressing gown semi-transparent, which is commonly used to sleep ... it sounds like ... an angel. But he had wings ... maybe heavenly souls are not like you imagine? I did not know right ... but I was sure it was just the kind of creature. He had the same color of my hair, long and very wavy, but blue eyes and he was lying on a green lawn to watch the sky maybe, but I remember that in the dream I had the impression that it did not exist ...

Then suddenly someone held out a hand. ... She sat up and looked to be in front of her with an affection so great that probably, judging from his eyes, he could be called something much stronger ... grabbed his hand outstretched towards her and stood up, looking into the face of another entity, that now I could see very well .... .

was a boy ... a terrible beauty, with light skin and gray eyes ... his hair was long and blacks and his eyes, though sweet, sent a terrific cold seemed ... to stand in front of a demon, by the force and power unimaginable ...

watched the girl with a facial expression so reassuring that I can not even define, find a word to make you think, and he was mocking at the same time ... love. Yes, no doubt it was ... you could see by his movements calm, his gentle way to shake hands, as if afraid to break the fingers at any moment ... and that face ... he had something family .. of ... of ...

... so terribly attractive ...

The alarm sounded ;. I was out of the exit tunnel of fantasies and now the only thing I asked was not "but because they have established schools ...?" But I was wondering who the hell was that beautiful, mysterious, dark demon that had infected the tremendous fear in my dreams that night ...

I looked in the mirror that morning also, without knowing that I would fly away from as soon as I saw it reflected the image of another girl instead of me ... even if just for a second.








Wednesday, January 28, 2009

What Is Mysore Mallige?

rosso_rosa @ 2009-01-28T19:43:00

Destiny Devilish
Chapter II
subnormal Matter.




Chapter II


time mathematics. Professor Allen was intent on explaining ... uh .... Something. I think I heard the word "full" ... in fact I was not even sure, but I do not instill a damn ... I had already been questioned and, as always, I took my eight earned, then I could very well continue to sit in my place, pretending to follow, and he will think of something else ...

Normally a maximum of eighteen who seeks the votes (in this case me), because, hidden for whatever reason, it is found to have other specific targets, such as a common girl, what might be thought of as interesting to distract from the lesson? Simply put ... because I was sitting there thinking, instead of being attentive to the explanation? I became curious to the point of touching the total lack of interest in the study. Yet I could not explain who or what was the cause of my change ... I just know that my thoughts that day were constantly focused on the accident to the boy, which occurred a few hours earlier, and the smug laughter of ... of ....


... two of those sitting the last row, at that time attentive to the teacher, perhaps, or simply absent ... that is ... their bodies were actually resting on their chairs ... but their minds ... those, judging by the blank stare that they were somewhere.

first If I could have a big doubt that they were abnormal, the uncertainty was now dangerously minimized.

I realized, calmly analyzing their actions during the incident in the hallway a few weeks before, that Chad had predicted the fall of the boy.


And, thinking of the words whispered in the ear of the blond, I realized, every moment, which could not be otherwise ...! The strange thing was that one, so let's call him, had placed his foot on the floor very well, then, in that circumstance, it would have fallen ... for no reason! As was done on the ground, even breaking a leg, remained a mystery. Or maybe not quite ...

now I come to my provisional conclusions ... Chad and, consequently, Austin, had something special respect the rest of us ... and the fact that this would be dangerously negative there was no doubt.

§ § §


Home at last ... it was a morning that heavy for me, I just want to throw myself into the bathtub and stay an hour, without either food or drink to be honest ... were gone way too fast too ... I thought my aspirations to study likely, continuing to this step, I would have studied more, and I never gave up everything ... but if I wanted to find out more about the Price I agreed to stay anchored to the school, and then continue to engage with the study about ... Price's ... my best friend was completely out of the doubts that assailed me from the first day of school .... it was better to let you know everything, at least would be careful about those two ... I did not want something happen to her. And then I had a desperate need to talk to someone ...


- Hey ... ..- I went in his room all pink diabetic and saw her lying face down on the table, reading something ....

- Oops, sorry Chris, I know it's lunch time, I come now, let me give one last look at the math ....

- Ok, do not worry your time ... so it is not yet ready on the table ...

Distolse gli occhi dal libro e, con espressione sospettosa si rivolse a me, dicendomi..

- Ah no? E scusa…allora perché sei venuta qui…? Non è che mi da fastidio è solo che, teoricamente, cioè tecnicamente, tu, io,in sostanza…

- ROXY!

-Si?

-What are you talking about? - Another thing I loved was his talk of Rox burst when he did not know how to explain ...

- uh ... I can go to the next question?

- Yes, because obviously this is a game show ... .- joked

She laughed loudly ...

- When we talk about it in the kitchen, Rox ... is one thing I should explain calmly.


closed the door and went downstairs to prepare something edible ... my aunt had already gone to work and my cooking skills could not be called properly "gifts" ... but even those of Roxy, or else we'd arranged as best we could ... personally I did not want to become anorexic ... Roxy then there could be no food, let alone ... instead she would become anorexic bulimic simply running away from the main door and into the first diner that she had seen. Better not risk it.


In the kitchen with the refrigerator open for about ten minutes, trying to see "some possible presence of food," but there ' was nothing. ... all three had forgotten to go shopping ... and now, who would tell ....

-Roxy ..! Dear, sweet Roxy .... The You know that I love you?

- Next, Spit it out ... what's wrong in that refrigerator?

- Well actually, you know ... the fridge is not in itself to have problems, but ... .- suddenly rose from his chair and walked to the phone ...

- Um ... what are you doing?-I asked his reaction to fears of a rash ...

- ... ordered two pizzas. Simple, no? - And with the phone in her hand she laughed to herself, as if he had made a joke

- Ah ....


The pizza lunch menu that was not expected to eat for a lifetime .... but with the hunger that I found myself, that and more.

- So ... what I Cristy wanted to talk about?

And now where we start ...?

- So ... You know the brothers Price?
- mmm ... right! Those two jocks, how can I not remember ...

- here, in fact ... the two "jocks," as you call them, are not so normal ...

He stopped right in the middle of chewing a particularly large piece of pizza and started to cough ... got up, took a glass of water and drank it all in one gulp and then sat down again ... , looking me straight in the eye, but with a smile.

- .... Are you referring to their looks too cool, right? - Asked hopeful of a positive response ... I realized that infuses even she began to suspect something, with the difference that evidently preferred to remain skeptical ...

- No. There is no beauty. It 's something more subtle. That person either can not understand 'I ....

Our conversation was interrupted there. Roxy got up again and began to clear. ... I did not understand the reason for his behavior ... it seemed that almost did not want to talk. I was puzzled, watching his movements ... was hasty my feeling and could not wait to look for an excuse to go in the room ...? There I was wrong ...

Anyway I waited for him to finish the last remnants of throwing in the trash, then got up and began staring at her with folded arms, she looked at me as if understand what I was doing, whereupon the "clear ideas" ...

- Roxanne Harris. You sit in your own free will or I will push on the chair?

-Um ... from intelligent person which I think .... I'll sit down.

was worried about something, but tried to defuse the tension with the irony, you could see a mile away.

- Now that you're sitting ... well tell me what the hell happened ...

- Sorry Cris, I'd rather not for now ....

-Roxy, Roxy, Roxy ... .. was not a question. It was a cry ... feel me?

persuasive ... I looked at her with eyes she would not go away until they had told me everything word for word.

I saw her hesitate a bit more ', but it was only a moment. ... Took a deep breath and began to speak.

- I think ... I think you're right ...

- What?

- The fact that ... that ... is ... weird to say the least.

- Explain.

-A few weeks ago when I ran into the office ... remember?

- Of course I remember ...

-Here ... I came across two of them ... that they were going to the opposite side ...

- What have they done??

- Cristy No, calm down ... .- I reassured .... Then went on - one of them, Chad, he turned to me while walking and ....



- And ...? - Incited the ...

- .... And he winked. ... But with expression, you know ....

- bad ...?

- YES .... ... Just bad. I stopped while they continued on their way and I turned to look, I do not know why-he confessed. - But .... ... They were

- were ..?

- were missing.

- What??

- That's right. Just before I walked and when I turned around they were gone. The hallway was completely empty, because it was eight o'clock and everyone was getting into their respective classes. ... Then I realized just me that ... uh ... paranormal phenomena.

-.. I do not understand ...

- In what sense?

- Well ... You have said that have disappeared into thin air ... but shortly after I walked past, therefore they could not have disappeared ...!

- Cris, believe me, in this story as I know less than you ... I have no idea how they did it to disappear and reappear in front of you .... I do not know, really.

In those circumstances I could not see anything clearly. It seemed to me to attend a science fiction movie came out ... now who could disappear and reappear, then who knows how and under what principle of science, physics, mathematics, chemistry .... The truth was rather different: as far as I know, there were no standards acceptable by the human mind to admit that sort of thing.


- Alright Rox. Okay so .... We talk about it again because now you do not like ... - ... the smiles

- Thanks Chris! - Suddenly stood up and, with a spontaneous gesture, hugged me, almost crushing ... it seemed that I had made a gift of some kind of size ... but if she was happy at that moment I was too! That was the beauty of our friendship.

I tore up from her
- But I recommend you only one thing ...

- that? - Ruled curious

- Take care.

- Undoubtedly. - Confirmation to wash away all my concerns ... - ... and the fact remains that it should be, too, Cristy. - Said in turn.

- of course ...!

Roxy studying, I was not able to do so. Too many distractions, too many thoughts, I could not concentrate and did not want anything but run away from that headache that I had suddenly turned upside down in the afternoon .... To do the story I would not have been much helpful.

I abandoned any liability with Inconscience I never understood to have ...


... I locked myself in the bathroom and washed my teeth and face; truccai me well and I combed ...


arrived in the room, I dressed with my favorite shirt ... black ... a lot of myself reflected in that period, however, not because they are living a difficult time, black is commonly known as the absorption of all colors each ... color represents one of the many thoughts that swirled through my head these days ... the black was the result of all those reflections ... my apathy.


wore blue jeans and, taking the car keys, went down, I left a note warning of my absence to Rox, as I'm not going to bother as he concentrated, and just went out ... ... with no destination ...

... driving at moderate speed, put on every street of the city, looking straight ahead, lost in the speculation that I had tied so tight to strangle, in complete silence with myself . Amazing the effect they could do two things abnormal. And ...


.... Frenai and all of a sudden ...! I almost hit someone ... or something better ....

when I was about to collapse in front of my car, the risk of being put under was signed by Austin Price ... .... A folded arms and a grin on his lips ... it was fun or what ...? She stared at me straight in the eye with an intensity that I am paralyzed limbs, with that look that cold you rather be the goose bumps you were almost burned in the veins ... .... Hell!

I was not even able to get off the car at first. My eyes were still locked into one direction. ... His own. And he continued to remain there, in the same position, in the empty street and little-used where I had gone to hunt.

I began to feel a fear persisted in the absurd ... with an evil smile so irrational as to make me uneasy.

But if I tell you that my unconscious had exceeded the limits of logic, believe me ... because at that moment I opened the door and walked out of the car.

Friday, January 23, 2009

Solutions For Games Of Strategy Dixit

rosso_rosa @ 2009-01-23T20:15:00

Chapter 1 -... Those we call angels without wings "Friends "....





My name is ... Cristine Cristine Lewis. One of the many times that I remember to have experienced significant is my eighteenth birthday, and those twelve months will remain permanently etched in my memory until the end of the day, I think ... or more.
I was born to American parents, who died in an accident when I was sixteen, and I had no brothers or sisters ...

... unless you want to consider sister, though not of blood, one who has always been my best friend since kindergarten: Roxanne Harris, Roxy or rather, as I used to call it. He had blond hair, smooth, totally different from my ruby red hair, blue eyes, much more beautiful in my eyes ... green

Roxy and I have shared since childhood, something incredibly special, different from common friends ... it was something deeper ... loved define us "sisters - not sisters, "because we wanted an asset that can be felt only among people linked by the same blood, but we were the one the opposite of the other and not just for the look ... if you think I am account for the umpteenth time how much, in my life, I had to do with my opposite ... why I'll never know. However, Roxanne had a much more fragile than mine ... we had the same age, yet it was as if I were bigger, because between the two, I was the one responsible and resolute. ... You, on the contrary, it was the ' inevitable "always worried of the situation ... sweeter than one might believe, was too good even with those who hated her and so docile and controllable suffered a lot ... and the thing that struck me most about her was that this did not matter at all.

However, if you hope that I can see a list of people per km I cared, you will be disappointed. In the midst of all individuals, up to my seventeen years, had been passing in my life (except my parents, whom I loved), I was able to love only one person ... of which I spoke a moment ago. Perhaps, indeed certainly, me and my best friend used to come very criticized by people for our mutual emotional attachment, because they tend to detach ourselves from all others and to live in a world of our own. But I do not regret having "burned out" as many would say, my childhood in this way. However, since my first day of maturity, He must have broken something in my childhood ... the fact is that I changed in character ... in fact I became more open with others, although it is always a girl wary and mistrustful.

Yet this protective barrier made of suspicion, however strong and seemingly insurmountable, he fell to pieces when, for the first time, I had the feeling strong curiosity towards a particular person ... a boy, indeed, very strange and different ... or was this idea that at first I had made of him. I never, and I mean NEVER, seen to pass even in the busiest clubs in the city. ... I saw him for the first time in school, I attended last year ... the top fifth.

Actually I was not sincere ... not only was he the type that bizarre, the first day of school, I saw sitting at the bottom of the last row classroom with him ... there was another one ... and could certainly be said fraternal twins. I could not understand why they were there, until Professor Miller does not present them the class as "newcomers" and, more specifically as the Price brothers, the first I noticed it was called Austin and his hair was a very dark black, gray eyes, cold and pale skin, but not too much impressed me ... particularly her cheeks were bright red, so that seemed to have burned the skin slightly. ...

the other hand was called Chad, had brown hair and brown eyes he had very clear, maybe orange, I could not define the color ... I only know like two small fireballs and I was immediately afraid when you stared at me, conveying a feeling so hard, so negative that it can be attributed only to a 'poor soul ... well ... evil to the core.



I saw Roxy and I immediately realized that we would never get along with those two ... their facial expression was always serious and detached, he had nothing to do with the prosperity or happiness ... sometimes, when an accident happened, and I talk about injuries in general during the hours of physical education, they sported a grin without restraint or regret terror to evil by the devil ... I realized that it probably did on purpose. ... this was inherent in their nature.



Despite this, however, my curiosity about them did not fall. ... Definitely because, in my small way, I was nosy since birth, but my particular I had not even considered it myself, believe that they know very well ... that's why, for the first time seeing Austin and Chad Price constatai do not know large part of my being, just because of that my feature left out.

I will not elaborate on other trivial descriptions ... what happened in that eighteenth year of life came as a thunderbolt from a clear cell, a hole full of existential monotony ... excuse the rhyme.



... Another sunny morning like all the others ... not that the hot sun I'm sorry, indeed, was a relief to get up at seven without the bitter cold in the legs and shoulders typical winter. But soon I could say goodbye to that morning heat, because we were moving into more and more in the fall, and September could not last forever.


Yawning, I rose from my Latvian comfortable for two, occupied by only one person ... me. I looked in the mirror, ready to see the worst of me ... I do not know if anyone would ever see a mummy in the early morning ... well that I am when I wake up. Roxy had a lot of pleasure to see the mummies, considering that he lived with me in the same house ever since, fifteen years, losing both parents, who, being together (because they were close friends also ) died in the same circumstances. Luckily my aunt, Marine, was still alive, lived with us and worked at a shopping mall, despite my best and we were rich enough had left all his inheritance.

In any case, even now I try to explain the presence of Rox in my own home, since I have always considered insufferably tedious in cohabitation ... I've never had anything funny and I do not know under what a profound point of view, she denied any adverse comment about my me. It was just perfect friend ...



. ... Perfect in its imperfection ... I loved it. For example ... but that morning she was happy and perky and ready with jeans and T-shirt that he preferred the bright face and a beaming smile and engaging that seemed to want you to scompisciarti induce laughter. How did to be that way at seven I'll never know, however, remember seeing in a bad state only once, many years of friendship. Here, just the death of her ... she was in terrible conditions ... I'd rather not think about it ... I would not never got used to the sadness of Roxy, of course, because what I found myself constantly, every day, it was his carelessness so easy to make you think you are kidding themselves, although it did not.



- Good morning Mummy! - greeted me funny ...

- Eh ....? What was that sound unrecognizable to my mind, perhaps mad, recorded ...? - I said, more asleep waking up.

- So let's see ... should be the sound of my voice, but I think you are really raving, if you speak in a sophisticated way ... well ... that Madame is about to sit down and wait ... .... Breakfast is served ... - took me around laughing ...

- Ah ... ... ... ... .... Ah ... ... ... ... ... ... .... Oh. You make me die laughing. I say stupid things because they are asleep to wake up and you take me for a ride.

I made breakfast, got ready quickly and left the house, paths with Rox up the driveway to our car, I sat behind the wheel and race over to what, rather than school, I call, "by convention", hell ...

Me and my friend were walking along the main corridor of the institution to reach the class I knew for sure that that day would be equal to all others, without thinking about the fact that mine, jokingly alleged, were gifts of clairvoyance me a fortune-teller fairly low level, considering that since I "met", so to speak, Chad Austin and nothing was more normal. ... nor in me that suddenly I had been attracted by all the mystery that surrounded them, nor at school and in town. In TV you always heard about several deaths and injuries, and this would be a stupid reason to push to try to know more about these two brothers, except that the strange events took place in class ... too often, and their attitude in assisting with these events was not just in healthy people mind ... ... coincidences? I was too thoughtful to admit such a thing ....

Not that I wanted to be considered to have abnormal species belonging to some kind of supernatural ... I was far from that. But what would have happened if I had discovered that those two, somehow, were the cause of mishaps and misfortunes of others? This no doubt that gripped me was not at all unusual ... I was the first to infuse you, quietly, noticed their strange attitudes and reactions of malignancy in seeing the pain of everyone ... but I gave the stupid dreamer, whenever I thought of Price as the source of all trouble ... on the other hand ... while saying such a thing, in that so I thought to explain the fact that they could bring misfortune to the people? It was not humanly possible.

... And judging from the physical beauty that nature had given them, those two were normal human beings.


- Wow! - The sudden exclamations of Roxy always leaves me a bit 'perplexed .... Especially when it came to something and she, suddenly, he went out with a statement like that .... So ... ..

- I forgot to pick up voice in the history books! - .... So carelessly typical of her.

- You better run because we have to take the first hour ....

He looked shocked, as if he had witnessed a murder, and immediately ran to the secretariat at supersonic speed, screaming down the hallway ...

- See you later!

I was left alone ... and never, like that day, in the absence of Roxy, a strange uneasiness in intensity stratospheric had seized me so easily ... as if I was aware that at any moment something would happen of unusual ... and for some reason, despite not knowing what it was, I felt I was not psychologically ready to attend an event of that type.



I shook my head, self-insulting me for being so paranoid, and walked slowly down the hallway at school, when I seemed to sense something strange right behind me ... I did not have time to realize what was happening I saw Chad Austin with the following ....

.. it suddenly stopped and, with his hands in his pockets and bold expression, and came to the ear of another guy not too far from me, in the meantime he was going in the opposite to them, and, reading his lips, I realized that Chad was the whispered ... "Hey, careful. ... you might fall ..." evil grin, he turned away and started to go below to his brother;



The poor boy, not understanding what he meant, continued walking towards his class, until suddenly not slipped on the floor, throwing a cry of pain ....

Austin and Chad had not shot at all ... I passed by and I did not even deign to glance at while they were intent like two hyenas laugh ....