Have you ever lived?

Have you ever felt the ecstasy? The feeling of being powerful, the feeling of being able to do whatever you want. I have. You know the nervous that you feel when you get away with murder. If you have never done anything like this please do it! It can sound strange and a bit dangerous, but if you do it correctly is fantastic. When you don’t get on well with someone and he/she asks you” what are you doing?” and you answer” That’s none of you business” and you enjoy it. That’s hilarious. When you are dying for you girlfriend or your boyfriend and he/she appears in front of you. The feeling of going with a Kart at 85km per hour, the feeling of the speed raising your hair, you can’t beat a race! I always tend to live new experiences (healthy ones) because life is an evolution and as Darwin said only the strongest and the cleverest can survive. The greatest situation for me to feel this sensation is to break an important thing to your parents. When did you last make a fuss? Probably, long time ago? Please do it! You have this duty, the duty of being alive. Go on a spending spree! Make a fuss! Be free. Face your problems. Glance your father when you are breaking to him a bad new. Be powerful. Sleep like a log in Sunday’s morning, dance until you flipped your lid. Tend to behave as you really are, not this false person who always smile and laugh the horrible jokes of your boss. But beggars can’t be choosers so we always behave like robots” yes sir” “yes my darling” yes father”. Get rip of this surface. Gatecrash a party. That’s one of my best dreams, I haven’t had yet the opportunity of doing this, and I would do it if I could. But life is hard. We have to be polite with people. So, all of this explanation is a utopia. I hate being like this but if you want to have success you have to be a robot. So I will never live alive.

. I would like to tell you an urban story (you can believe it or not) which has been the main subject during our breaks since it happened. A few months ago some of my classroom decided to play a football match in the high school on Sunday. As you should know the high school is closed during the weekend, but it doesn’t matter. Anyway, we met in front of the door at half past eleven. When I arrived they were talking how we could get in. After a few moments of arguments, we decided to jump above the door. So at least we got in. And we begin to play football. It was fantastic; we spent a very fun time there until my friend Oriol decided to kick a penalty. He threw the ball so hard that it broke a mirror and it entered into the high school. Oh my God! And the worst thing is that my name was in that ball. Suddenly the bell rang and we had to break it because if we hadn’t done that the police would have arrived in a few minutes. So here we are! I had to enter into the high school. My friend and I decided to get in while the others were looking the street to warn us in case the police would come. We entered through the broken window. Everything was in silent. My friend was afraid of the cameras, but I wasn’t because I knew that they only record if the main computer is open. We searched the ball but it wasn’t anywhere. Suddenly we saw the ball bouncing along the stairs. Why did the ball do that? We began to be afraid, but we had to find that stupid ball. I would kill to have a gun in that situation, but I didn’t have it. I run and I jumped and finally I caught the ball. And when I saw it I had a shiver. Someone had written something in the ball” you have woken me up”. Well I cannot describe what I though when I saw this I preferred not to say anything to Oriol. So I get out as I fast as I could. And luckily we could gateway and we returned to our houses. On Monday everybody was talking about this. I decided to say nothing. Since then I haven’t gone on weekends there.