EVER SINCE MY ACCIDENT

After all the strike thing, we finally came back to write, it's been a long time dear readers. I know it's the same for you too. I was too lazy to publish something here during the strike, and I missed some of the posts I had to publish, kinda embarrasing. So, dear readers, i don't wanna dissapoint you anymore, I will get over it and try to publish as many posts as I can right now and during the next days.

This is supossed to be the eight post, anyways. Well, today I feel like talking about something from the past, a thing that happened to me and you may think is kinda funny.

Well, one day, when I was like 12 years old, my family and I came home after watching a movie. It was really late, like 11 or 12 o clock. I wanted to make some orange juice because I was thirsty, but no one wanted to help me, specially my dad, who was really against doing it, I thing because he was kinda sleepy and he only wanted to go to bed quick. So, without the help of them, I started to take all the ingredients for doing it (you know, the sugar and the oranges) and put them in the table of the kitchen. And my dad started to get really mad about it, so he started to force me to not doing it. I said to him that it wouldn't  teke me much time doing the juice, but he didn't accept it. So, he took one of the sugar bags that I put on the table to fill the container, and hit me right in the head with it. All the sugar was spilled away and I started to cry. My cousin, who watch all the thing happens rolled on the floor laughing. And no one else cared. The worst part of the story was that the sugar bag was brand new. It doesn't hurt me at all, but for some reason it hurt my feelings in a strange way.

Well, that's all. Tell your friends, like on facebook and see ya'!