La musiquita de Juan Diego Pinillos: November 2016

That Sunday early in the morning, surrounded by so many people, scared, scared to the bones, not knowing what to do or what to say, cornered like a scared animal, being shouted, yelled, being told many ugly names, with my brain shut and my mouth too, feeling my soul being teared to pieces, not understood, never heard, kicked out, sent out... then I was in a corner, alone, in the middle of the night, with nowhere to go, with no friends, no family, no nothing... then I knew my life was ending... but it's all gone now, and I'm stronger than that, I can move on and forget, finally forget and be in peace.

The xx - Fiction