Tuesday, March 26, 2013
Monday, March 18, 2013
Sunday, March 17, 2013
Monday, March 11, 2013
I took my freind to his home. Lucky for us. We passed so quickly through the living room ( where his mother sits) that his mother didnt notice that we ve been beaten. Can u imagine if she saw us that night. Imagine the long discussing she will give us! And after all of that trouble, parents add some more. We ve been saved that night from parents blaming, and of cource they will add a long disscussing about that you don't have.to fight... The weird thing that parents always do the oppossite of what they say. U don't believe me?
Here is a example: they always tell you. Keep secrets. If some one give you a secret you shouldn't let people know...
But try to tell your mother a secret. She will tell your father. Father will talk to your brother and sister about , and now every one knows. Hmmm. Any way we are off cource back to our story.
And when we reached the bed. We didnt even have the power to remove our coats. We just sleept for god knows how much!
I wake up on mother screaming and father talking loudly. Is it the time of disscussing? Nah let me sleep
After awhile i woke up. The room was empty. I went to the toilet. Washed my face, as i looked to the mirror i found that i am missing 1 tooth. And i look ugly lol. Hope i die before i grow so old and start loosing my real teeth. Any way, i went to the living room and there i found all of them looking at me sadly. I smiled to them. Than his mother looked at the table witha gesture. EAT
So i did. Didnt say a word. Untill i finished my food. I said thank you ma'am. She smiled.
U asking me why are they quite? It is easy because they have to tell me not to see their son anymore. They know it is not my fault. But who can blame them really?
I understand them.
I looked at them and said. U have a wonderfull son and you should be honored because his brave.
And his my first bestfriend and his my only friend really. And i dont attempt to use that as my defence. All i can say is that i am very honored to get to know all of you. And untill.we meet again.
And we met again after 7 years. In another country. Over seas ( usa) . I will get to that point 1 day in my story. For now i say. I left that home friendless and time to get back to my alien mode lol
So i did, and that what happenned. But soon i couldn't live in that country any more. Maybe because of the fight or maybe i lost my freind. All i know is time to move on!
Next post will be.preparing to leave the country.
Ok as i said before i felt like a alien in amesterdam and wished i was dead numbers of times.
And life went on the same rythm for more than 6 months.
One day i was walking by a park. And a football ball hit me on the foot. And when i looked up, i saw kids probably older than me about 2 or 3 years. They all looked at me and said something. And u dont have to be a language master to know that they told me to through the ball back to them. So instead of that i took the ball by my hand. Spined 50 degree and looked to the goal keeper. And put it down and shot the ball with all the force i got. And it was a wonderfull goal. No one expected that force not even me. Later i knew the sadest and the angry i am. I become more stronger. Maybe it is usual for all people but i never asked)
Any way when i shot that ball i started walking away i could hear them yelling. But i didnt look back. I am just want to be left alone. I never had a freinds in my life and i dont want to start now
To be continued...
Saturday, March 9, 2013
As i wait for my future wife. In the train station. And waiting for her train to arrive
I wonder what brings me here. How many time god saved my life from real deaths. How did i grow up and not turning a syko? How did become this man today. God knows how. Because it is kind impossible even to me. How did i go.through my freinds death? Or...
Now if you excuse me. My love is nearly here. And dont want to leave her waiting
1 of my freinds told me: dude where is your famous love story?
To that freind i say. Wait for it. It is still building and building. You need to know all the facts first than i will tell you.
Which is funny that only 3 freinds know this blog exist and i am trying to keep it this way. I dont people feeling sorry for me. Not cool. I only write to express my feelings. Its about time i do that...
Well no one can douht that amesterdam is a beautifull city. It have wonderfull people as well.
But i couldnt feel like i can belong there. Maybe because i didnt speak the language... Any way the language made it very hard to comunicate with them and i felt like a alien in that city. I really did))
So i spent 6 hours in school from 9 am to 3 am than i ride my bicycle all over town. By the way Holland is famous by it cycle routes.
Than in 8 pm i go home. Eat dinner with my uncle and sleep.
My family always called me every night but i never answered. Not even once. Maybe because i felt angry or maybe i didn't want to miss them.
I shut down all people and life it self. I wished i was dead. I remember passing near graveyard and went to 1 of the graves and said '' i wish there instead of u "
With that said: you see i had troubled childhood, no doubt
Friday, March 8, 2013
this is my story with love,
and this story you ready to read changed my life.
ok here we go:
my name is raid, i was born in tunisia, and if you dont know tunisia, it is a small country in north africa,
i was like any ordinary child, untill it came the day when i had my 8th birthday, my father decided to send me away, not to another school or even a state! he thought i should go to another country to live with my uncle, there i can have better life and better school education, i was so young and i didn't understand any of it, i was thinking that i did somthing bad, very bad, maybe it is because i broke my sister barbie, maybe just maybe because they sent me away because i was not worthy to live there.
any way i cried alot on the airport , i remember saying i am soryyyyy! to my father
for whatever i did, for what ever i broke, and i was thinking my life would be over if he dont let me stay!
little that i know, my life is only starting...
that was my first chock in my life and that forced me to not having a childhood or joy for a long time.
expert say: a child can forget easly, u can chock him and he will be back as usual in few hours and that is what makes a diffrence between a adult and a child, but let me know this if that is true, how did i remembered??? and how can i lived every day sad, and i couldnt forget for around 5 years??
maybe your theory is deadly wrong, or maybe there is somthing wrong with me...
but the bottom line is your stupid theory dosen't apply to me.
any way, you probably wondering where did i went? what is this new country?
well it is europe and called 'holland'' ''natherland'' whatever you wanna call it