plastoflippancy, it’s real?

“knock knock” he heard from the entrance door, voices from far, whisper of words, it was too lowest, the heartbeats of himself interfered to understand. the window was open and fresh air enter from the street, it was a comfort night in the summer of cairo.

The lights from the windows was obscure you can see just the lines of the furniture, one of this new plastoflippancy was on the chair, its looking very useful, maybe it could help him in the future.

The night was so long and the loneliness pinched the soul, in this moments of his life nothing was clear, all the time he goes confused, from corner to corner like nothing have minning.

suddenly the voices made strongest, but he still dont understand this language.

It’s feel so impotent to be behind the bars, is no justice in this world even the most pure and innocent man can be stack here, but he must to be brave he dont want to dissapoint his family. They put a lot of pressure on his shoulders, maybe its starting to influence on his healthy, everything start from the soul, if she’s sick the body too.

something moving under the bed, he move to the side of the bed, in reaction she made a springy noise signals the long years that she have.

it was too much for him and he start to cry, he try to be a man ,to be much more mature like everybody wants, voices make start to getting close, steps come to his direction, and than the salvation!

His mother appear on the entrance of the door, come to him and picked up to her chest.

slowly him calm down and enter to a world that everything was good there.

is was very normal because he was just a baby!