I woke up, it was a cloudy day, deserted roads...I did not know what was going on. Like every day I went into the subway and arrived to my study place: Ces Don Bosco.
Nobody was there, it was very late, how estrange I thought. So I went to the canteen and there it was, the dead body of an enormous rat, suddenly...
Just two
weeks left for exams. Everybody is nervous for one subject in concrete. We
don’t know how to study it. Will it be a difficult exam? The teacher is famous
for failing an 80% of his students. He is known as the murder of Ces Don Bosco.
Tomorrow I
have an important exam. I go to bed and start staring at the ceiling of my
bedroom as it was like a blackboard where it will appear the solution of my
problems. I am exhausted but nervous don’t allow me sleep. I am thinking in a
calm life, without problems not even worries as a potato.
- Hey man! I thought you like potatoes !
- I can't eat them dude !
- Are you doing diet?
- No man ! You´re joking?
- Calm down bro ! Medical prescription?
- No man !
- So... what the hell is your problem ?
- My teachers have talked with my parents and they said that I fail because I am a couch potato !
His mother was crying, she couldn't believe it, her little had gone. She still remembering his first steps, his first tooth, his first day of school, their afternoon snack, his cartoons, his innocence. All has occurred too fast. Yesterday her little boy started the university. He is a man.