When I was a child, I liked to spend my spare time with my friends, I used to play with them from 2 p.m. to 6.00 p.m. I can recall their names, Gerald was 10 years old, he was bald, and he never was a real friend. Even his cousin was a good friend to me. Another friend was Arad, he was a funny boy, he liked to play soccer, almost all the day.
One summer of two thousand ten, me and my friends decided to play chipitaps, it was our typical game. During one hours we were bored, Gerald told us that we should play other game, Arad followed him, but I thought that we may to found other way to past the time. We went to Gerald’s house, he used to live in from of my house, well, we went to the top of his building, and I saw a brick pillar, in that moment —I don’t know what happened in my mind, I had a crazy idea — The first who pushed the brick is the best of us, and the one who did not was a loser.
I was the first to pushes one brick, the brick fell at the house that was next Gerald’s house, my friend did the same, we were happy to pushes brick.
When I arrived my house, my mom scolded me, because the neighbor told my mom what her daughter was pushed brick to the neighbor’s house. My mom punished me, and I could not play for 3 weeks out of my house.
Anny P. Yaranga 