Saturday, August 21, 2010

Journal Of Gene Medicine Impact Factor 2010

celebrity photos

premise: the story I wrote a little 'time ago, but it is the first time that the public do not know why ;, as I like. AU is an RPG that follows (all are on my original characters in RPGs, for now). good read and if you want to comment too, are always available even for the criticism! ^ ^


PICTURES

still wonders what came to mind when he opened that album of photographs.

still wonders why that day of rain has occurred to him to arrange the boxes in the cellar.

was bored so everything is normal.

was bored and wanted to do something more useful than to sit still on the couch watching TV when mutinous that will not light.

Ok, could understand it so far.

But as he got the idea to bring order among the boxes theoretically already in order??

by John sighed dell'idiota for his habit of always having to do something. And so he finished

again, because it was not the first time, stuck on a single box that contains only one thing: pictures.

Among those there could be nothing to throw or to be placed as they were already all grouped into albums.

He laid the box on the table, like the previous times, and now the first album had opened the first page before my eyes.

The only photo of the page was botched, a photo of the parents to whom the twins, he and his brother, had added a mustache and round glasses, and pointed goatee as icing on the cake. The father had also put the Elvis sideburns.

Everything with permanent marker, and rightly so.

Even more appropriately, the marker was black and brown parents, so they were "forced" to change their hair too: the father of the bulky curly afro-style hairdo and his mother on the head in a big ball on the eighteenth-century style.

How they had laughed that afternoon when James had proposed and had extended the pen ...

John turns the page, where there are two pictures of two children he and his brother.

In the first, the left, the two were one before the other, with James, in order to look taller, it was on a chair (not visible in the picture because behind John) behind her brother and hugged him from behind, taking his chin resting on his blond head. Both were smiling, but in very different ways: John had a shy smile, embarrassed, just mentioned, while James had a smile more secure, sincere and spontaneous.

In the photo on the right, more or less the same period of the other, the two children were in front of a chocolate cake with a nice inscription "Happy Birthday!" in cream and five candles. Both of us were blowing on it to shut them down, holding hands standing on chairs and leaning on the table.

What a beautiful memories, that day had given James a Rubik's cube and John a basketball, but the two children after a look if they were exchanged before the eyes of parents, smiling. Needless to say that there were their parents were very upset.

All around the photo was filled with scribbles, false written two children still unable to read and write.

John smiled sadly, enveloped in the gloom for those happy moments and the closeness of his brother.

Volta page again, upon viewing a picture of a few months later.

inbacuccati The children were completely due to the cold and snow that fell on them, they ran towards the happy playground holding hands, even if they had gloves.

in the picture, probably the day after, you could see the two of them next to a beautiful snowman, complete with a button-eyed, carrot-nose-arms and poles. James's was putting his scarf, and John, a bit 'higher than the twin, had removed his hat to put on the puppet.

page after documenting the amount of snow that had managed to get into the clothing after a battle with snowballs: there was far in pants of both.

As he had scolded her mother that night ... ... and the bathroom was hot! The water even smoked!

page later, the two children with the apron ready for the first day of school.

James did not seem very happy, tried unsuccessfully to take off the blue apron, while John chuckled at seeing him so angry against clothing. The mother had taken an hour to convince him to have it put on and after less than a minute on the Moretto, who had already wanted to throw it.

to that followed a series of Christmas pictures, all with the twins as a subject, then the school play, John was dressed as a soldier, while James fungal. James wanted to be a prince, but had chosen another child, that she had had to do the talking mushroom. Obviously, his expression was angry in the picture.

John chuckles recalling the scene. For a little while before saying he had not had a fight with the prince for his part.

After that there were photos of beach holidays, with children in a bathing suit that made sand castles, swam and played ball on the shore. With those

the album finished, but there were others in the box.

After an initial hesitation to "put box via the \\ do not put away the box ", John takes another album and opens it.

was that contains photos of the twins in high school.

James John was a lot lower than in those photos, more serious and somber, while the blond twin seemed more confident than when he was little.

One of the photos withdrew them while studying together. Even at that age you tenenvano hands often, especially when they were alone.

John smiled back sadly. It lacks a lot of his brother. But now you can not see often, they do two different jobs, have many commitments, even find themselves living far away ... is not that easy ...

is why John loves the holidays, when there are holidays from work one of the two must always be on the other. And for their birthday one of the other two reaches. Take turns, and rightly so.

John looks up at the cellar window and notices that the rain stopped and the evening is approaching.

closes the album and puts it back in the box, who returns to his place on a shelf, including a supply of paper towels and a stack of old vinyl records, part of the collection of John.

Notes for the brain John: Stop going to look at the pictures in the basement with the excuse to put in order!

smiles back at home, saying that it is too sentimental to lose again in the afternoon behind the old photographs.

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