Hello friends. My name is Pablo and I live in a small kneepit deep in the jungles of Chiapas. Here you I make the stories happy and sad and some other places inbetween. I hope you like! Welcome here in my kneepit!
Sunday, March 26, 2006
This is me and my father.
He very cold hard man.
Many times I hear my mother call him monster. She shout and scream and me I hide and I cry in the corner of my kneepit.
This one time he make me eat my dog.
I remember now how he laugh that day. When he his friends drink the chica he tell them same story many time.
Now I tell you same story, but please I don't want you laugh at me.
Those days I wish him dead. Now he dead I wish him here with me, hold my hand again.
- ▼ 2006 (20)