Yesterday I was chatting with a friend on the phone, when suddenly he opened the window and caused me to slam the door, I took fright and gave a scream, my friend told me on the phone what had happened, I told him that there was a strong wind that made me slam the door and the window, and began a heavy rainstorm.
I told my friend to stay to chat with me on the phone to keep me company, because I was alone at home, and she said yes, at some point the conversation stopped, and left the light, I got up to close the shutters but the wind was so strong that I was struggling at the end I made there, he returned to the light and began to chat with her, the lightning and thunder were so loud that I could not hear what I said on the phone, so I said to resent later, when he sat in bed the past temporale.Mi dressed with the blankets up to his face, and waited for the storm passed, the storm was moving away and I began to chat a bit about computers, the light came back and everything was quiet, I began to chat and I saw a vacuum I answered, there I took taste and then went on until late, while I felt the music with headphones, I suddenly pops out from behind my mother made me take a leap from his chair and shouted at me, these headphones down, I told him shaken but these are the ways to get in? You made me scared! And my mother screamed "you're done with the chat, then even more angry than before I said no. After
dropped because the dinner was ready, we sat down to eat and while we heard the news, telling the disasters that had caused the storm.
finished his dinner, I helped my mother to fix the kitchen and then I called my friend and ripresimo chatting, she told me that her parents were not very well and were about to separate, each day there 'was a different story and she could no longer listen to them, so I asked if he could come to me for a few days, I was all happy, the company had to chat always, the place was, I asked my mother and she immediately said yes, he did so in the evening accompanied by her mother's stessa.Intanto I prepared the bed, and we spent the whole night chatting on the boys in white we liked.
We went to bed about three o'clock in the morning and we slept until ten o'clock my mother did not bother seeing up and opened the door softly without making noise, then closed it. After a while we got up and presimo coffee, did not see anything for the very sleepy, we I set myself to chat with us between sips el 'other, we drank coffee at least three to one, then we're back in the room to prepare to leave, it was Saturday so we had no commitments, we are left with the car and went Upim, we shot so there were three plans we've made them all, with the escalator and we had many laughs by not laughing so much, and between a chat and the other climbed more su.Era now time to go home for lunch, lunch at my house is made to thirteen, who's there.
Once home we sat down, after presimo coffee and went to my room, we made a comedy, sit on the bed but no one looked at him, because we fell asleep almost immediately, slept so much so that my mother was concerned and came over to see if we were wrong, it was Saturday and it was strange that we went out.
At about nine o'clock, we prepared to go to the disco when we were there, we were met by two boys at once began to chat with us, invited us to drink something and then they made us dance, sometimes we sat
but then came again, those two guys had procured tickets for not paying, they were our amici.In disco almost dawn and made myself some new knowledge, then we went home quietly. I was running the friend two days , then had to return to his home for work, I almost felt sorry, because I was an only child and I could not chat with anyone.
On Sunday we spent the whole day out, we went to ski in the mountains as the snow was good and it was cold, even sunbathing on the deck, and we went out to chat to the shops, we were all burned in face, but we had a great game and we were all tired. Then we have taken back my friend to his house and we promised to spend a weekend together again.
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