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A Story by Lizardo

Something new, trying different things

"you know it's something normal right?"

My friend and I were on tattoo studio. It was my first time here, so I didn't know how everything worked, my friend on the other side, had like 5 tattoos all over his body and some in his legs.

There was a fat beared man wearing a black shirt and tight blue jeans prepering the tattoo thingy which I have no idea how it's called, Gosh that looked disgusting.

"Take a sit over here" Said the mand in deep tone.

The chair, didn't looked like it was cleaned, But yet, I took a sit and waited for the best.

Answering my friend's question:

"For you, it's my first time here and I don't know if it's going to hurt or not" I said as I took my shirt off.

I handed to him my dark blue shirt.

"It's not going to hurt you retard, it's something normal we do here" He said

The man grabbed the thingy and I slowly closed my eyes for a while as he was ''painting'' my back.

after a while, he finished. Luckily for me, it didn't hurt at all.

"How much am I going to pay for this?" I asked looking at my friend.

He was texting on this phone.

"Oh, It's free, corominas is a friend of mine" He said.

I guess corominas was the fat guy's name, he smiled when my friend said it.

My friend handed me my shirt, I put it on and standed up.

"Thanks man, I owe you one" Said my friend

We walked out of the tattoo studion, my friend was still texting.

"Alex, we need to go home now, it's getting dark"

We walked pass shops, skaters, gangs, all in one, the place looked it was decading, nothing good. I still didn't even know how alex (my friend) managed to put a tattoo on my back, supossly this would attract the girl that I liked.

Without thinkin it twice, I would do anything just for that girl to pay attention to me.

We finally past the ugly part of the city and we we're getting close to our homes. The stars shone through the sky, it was already night.

After walking by some houses, we finally made it to my home, which was next door to Alex's home.

"I tell you man, she's really going to like that" He said putting his phone on his pocket

Maybe he was right, maybe he wasn't.

"Okay, we'll see, for now, see you later" I said

he waved at me as an answered.

I cross our frontyard, the grass was dying, it was getting a burned color already and our home was kind of... dirty.

I grabbed my keys and opened my door, just to see my mom laying on the floor with a bottle of beer in her hand.

"Not again" I said to myself

I grabbed her, wen't upstairs and put her in her bed, then I kiss her on the forehead and turned the lights off.

My room, wasn't dirty, I had everything cleaned up and put order in it. My mom would tell me that my father was like that, that he always liked order in things. But it's been a long tim since my father left our house. I was 5 years old when he left and my mother...well... didn't take it so good.

I turned my room's light off and threw myself in the bed without changing.

So this is me and my life, Hi my name is Michael and this a short story of a chapter in my life.

© 2015 Lizardo

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Riversong

I enjoyed the dialogue. It was a little sad but uplifting when the main character helped the mom, taking her to her bed and noticing that she was passed out drunk. It really shows strength of character to be able to take the lead in the relationship between parent-and-child, so props to the storyline in that regard :)

Posted 9 Years Ago

9 Years Ago

Thanks again Riversong :) I really appreciete you taking your time to review this :)

Taylor

A very intriguing beginning. Very natural voice for a teen. Obviously he has a self esteem problem and later of course when the reader sees his mother and learns of his father's desertion, it's understandable. I could easily see developing more. What tattoo was put on his back? Is he now marked with a gang insignia? Or has his friend played a practical joke on him? Or is the tattoo artist going to come back with some difficult proposal, demanding a favor in return for the gift is a tattoo? Does the girl dismiss him, find the tatoo repulsive? I did not comment on grammatical or structural problems bec I assume you will correct those in proofreading.