My place in the life
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spend a sleepless night!» Laura responded.
«It doesn't have all the blames!» it said Mark.
«Because, do you have intention not to make to sleep me?» I asked him.
«Some that no. To sleep is a loss of time and us we have to already recover so many lost days.»
«If you put her/it on this plan, they agree.»
So we started homeward there, caring for hand, joking, singing, making us the spites, running after us without thinking about the fact that would not be been able anymore to happen.
When I opened the eyes, Mark was fixing me.
«Thing there is?»
«I was admiring you. You are stupendous, also when you sleep.»
«Thanks but you are more interesting. This night I have looked you for some and I have to say that don't be no evil. I didn't succeed in taking sleep to the thought to have next to me a boy as you anymore.»
«You could wake up me!»
«It will be for next time!»
From the light that it entered the room I understood that it was very slow.
«What time it is?»
«They are almost the eleven. We have slept a beautiful po'.»
«We were also very tired.»
«You, above all after this night.»
«It is your guilt it Feels happy, you make me a strange effect!»
It gave me a kiss on the forehead and he/she embraced me. I would have been so for the whole day, for the rest of my days.
The two days we passed that stayed us thinking only about having a good time us: beach, walks, frozen, you sleep. We played as children and with his/her/their children, we squirted there the water and we covered there of sand.
I still remember the moment in which Mark took me by the hand, you/he/she dragged me in the water up to you/he/she stuffed to cover the legs, then he stopped.
«I wanted to tell you a thing, in peace and away from all.»
«Tell me Mark.»
«I wanted to tell you that I love you and that I don't want to lose you.»
«Oh Mark, also I love gladly you!»
I embraced him/it and he whispered me a sweet thing to the ear:
«I would like to get married you, one day.»
I stayed to open mouth and the eyes they were filled me with tears.
«You say seriously?» I stammered.
«Certain! When we will have ended the studies and found a job, I will come to your house and in front of your parents I will ask your hand. Thing you tell me?»
«I tell you of yes, since now!»
We stayed embraced for I don't know how much time.
I finally felt me beloved and I also felt to try true love toward someone.
The first snowfall had caught us one Saturday morning of December.
I was spellbound in front of the show that the nature was offering; memory that since child I stayed imbambolata looking at the snow because I didn't succeed in explaining me that natural phenomenon. Wadding seemed me that the whole landscape covered for having been protecting him/it for the cold and every time my father it drew near to me, he/she took me on its knees and it tried to make to understand me because there was out there everything white.
I stayed for of the hours with the attached face to the window to look at that delicate bows that went down from the sky and they uniformly covered everything.
The most amusing moment, however, was when I could finally go out in garden and to build a snowman, helped by my parents that didn't lose the occasion to also amuse him some them and even to also improvise a battle of balls of snow.
That moments were very beautiful because we seemed three contemporaries that only try to have a good time him, without thinking about the fact that comes once to house there would have been his/her mother to wait us ready to scold us because we were wet and we risked of buscarci an illness.
That morning I stayed for around a quarter of now to look out of the window. I tried to follow the run of the bows of snow; I chose one of them and I tried to see him/it up to that it touched earth, but every time I lost him/it sight because they were too much rents and they quickly alternated him in front of my eyes. The level of the snow salivates rapidly while the landscape became an only thing.
My parents were in kitchen and my mother as every time that the time was ugly, it made comments.
«It is beautiful when it snows, however the roads become dangerous. It needs to watch out and to go plain, both in car and afoot» you/he/she was explaining to my father that, knowing her/it, he/she nodded with the head holding however the look on the newspaper.
«Good morning Feels happy.»
«Good morning but.' Buon giorno pa’.»
«You have seen how it snows? You could take advantage to go off two photos of it» it said my mother.
«In effects I was thinking there. Even this afternoon, because now I would like to study some» I answered.
«With all the snow that is going down, you will have to make the photos of it of time» it said my father.
«You are right and then today I should see me with Laura.»
«How it is? It is some time that I don't see her/it» churches my mother.
«It is well. I have felt her last night and you/he/she has said that it is some taken by the study but he/she doesn't want to exaggerate!»
Indeed Laura he was applying a lot in the new school and you/he/she had confided me not to want to give disappointments to his/her parents and Stephen. It had serious intentions and I didn't recognize almost anymore sincerely her.
Also I was applying a lot me and I had taken seriously university, thought as.
My parents were happy and they didn't lose occasion to remember him/it to me.
«You sees that Laura wants to hold your footstep in the study and to take example from you» it said my father.
«I don't believe but even if it was so it would do me a lot of favor.»
I passed the closed forenoon in room on the books, giving every now and then one peered at out of the window.
Snow kept on persistently falling, then, toward midday, it calmed down and in the first afternoon the timid rays of sun already filtered through the clouds. The landscape was bright and the eyes labored to look at that show.
I could not lose an occasion as that, therefore I phoned Laura and I proposed her to go to make some release, so we could spend some time together making the things that we liked.
I passed later from her around mezz'ora and, oddly I already found her/it ready on the door of house that waited me.
We exchanged there two kisses of regard and we began to turn for the city.
We didn't have a default subject, as usual, but we photographed what more it struck us: a tree folded up by the snow, a birdie infreddolito on the edge of a frozen fountain, the roofs of the houses. We also made some photos to us same.
We passed to the cafe to drink something of heat and we met Mark and Stephen. We were frozen and we asked them to transmit us some heat; it was only an excuse to be embraced.
After having drunk, we invited the boys to come with us. They didn't seem very interested but Laura convinced them.
We went to the park and Stephen non lost time to begin a battle of balls of snow; it struck Laura in full forehead and it started to race toward Mark telling him that you/he/she had caused the third world war and him you/he/she would have had to help him/it against the enemy. In effects Laura was very irritated for that gesture but at the end he convinced that it was only a game. We ran after there for the park trying to strike us with the balls of snow but few hits they went to sign.
We stopped there next to the fountain of the park, with the fiatone, worn-out and sweaty. The sun was tramontando, therefore we decided to reenter to house, also because the rullinis were ended.
While I was walking I started to hear in distance, or at least so it seemed me the pulsation of a hammer. I immediately didn't become me account from where it originated
, then, the pulsation did little by little, more and more him slow, until it disappeared in my head.
«You have not felt a strange noise?» I asked the others.
«What noise?» Laura asked me.
«Type a hammer that beats on an anvil.»
«It doesn't seem me. And you?»
«No» they made echo Mark and Stephen.
«It will be my imagination» concluded.
To the sudden one a light headache struck me to the right temple and the heart me he stopped.
«No! Risiamo, cannot be there!» I thought.
Seeing me, pale Mark perhaps, looked me fixed in the eyes.
«Thing you have it Feels happy? Don't be well?» he/she asked me.
I hesitated an instant before answering him.
«I don't know him/it, I have some headache» I answered him touching the point where I had been operated.
Noticing my worried look, Mark tightened me to itself.
«No, it Feels happy, you don't even have to think him/it. You simply have headache, because you have raced, you have gotten tired and you have probably caught some ball of snow in head. You are very well!» it almost said Mark shouting and with the blocked eyes.
«You are perhaps right you. I have exaggerated some today. It will be better that I/you/he/she go to rest me. Do we see us this evening to the cafe, ok?»
«I beg me, rested. You already miss me, treasure» Mark told me in an ear giving me a tender kiss.
I greeted Laura and Stephen and I remained of accord with my friend that I would be given to call her/it after supper to go out with the boys.
«It is all right it Feels happy but are you sure to be well?»
«You are calm. It is right Mark: I am alone gotten tired some. We see us this evening; I feel like having a good time me!» I told