She went down suddenly in the driveway of hydrangeas to discover his body such a small dead bird on the gravel, the place was deserted, inhabited by the usual noises of the night. Tonight there it was snowing, she clutched at the house as if she was going to uproot the wind blew cold flakes on his neck.
player Oscar was a child, curious, laughing, always cheerful. Nevertheless, Oscar, who was gasping for air when born, had kept some sequelae, physical and mental. He was struggling to assimilate a few simple concepts, such as tying his shoes, add 2 and 2 or be polite to strangers. Beside, it was quite touching, seemed to have facilities for music or drawing and could be very fair and intelligent in his remarks. His father had left fall, he and his mother shortly after his birth, the latter telling him so, when she felt unhappy that it was his fault. They had lived together, just the two for several years, supporting his mother less and less irritated from all his mistakes that were so obvious to her but incomprehensible for Oscar. And then his mother had met Peter, they had more and got married right away. Oscar and she had moved in with him in a big house out of town. Her mother had considerably softened by love, because if Peter had intransigence a man for whom honesty is paramount, he knew how to love and take care of people. If the mother does now baited more about Oscar, she was no longer involved either. No doubt she wanted to forget the painful past. Oscar then started to do more stupid things on purpose, hoping this would be a sign of her, even if this would be a slap. But marital bliss was all asleep, and now she just smiled at him sadly or sometimes the face when he fell, mechanically picked as an object that would have escaped their hands. It was Peter who took care of Oscar, more in pity than anything else, he probably saw in him a little bird fallen from its nest, which does not have much time, but we can not let it die in the snow. Even when his wife became pregnant and Anna arrived, he continued to care for Oscar, a little more casually, of course, but still correctly. For his mother, Anna was a wonder she was beautiful, perfect, it erased all his past mistakes, they made up with Peter, while three of the ideal family, happy and full. They did not hide for much Oscar the eyes of others. Mothers praised the courage of the couple but quickly forgot the final Oscar. Itself felt abroad, he watched his family, his little sister so bright, laughing in the arms of his parents, he envied them, thought them beautiful, drew incessantly. Sometimes he drew with them, without its head that makes a big bump, not a normal head next to his sister, his mother and his stepfather, who was holding her hand. These drawings were his early fantasies.
Anna grew into an adorable little girl, still dressed in robes and brilliant pink bows, curly hair intermingled with flowers she loved in drag. Oscar was in awe of this little being that was growing each day in front of him, she did not see him, she probably knew what a brother, too busy fondling his mother and his father. There was in his eyes, Oscar had noticed the same glow that cats who are waiting for you to bite your feet or scratching your fingers, but to whom little is forgiven quickly.
At a certain age, like all girls, Anna was tired of the constant love and strangling her mother and, at times, annoyed by the interest his father wore it to someone else , by Oscar. Yet he looked so stupid, she thought. She realized that she could arrange these things if his mother was more interested in Oscar. So everything will balance out. With this plan in mind, she began to stay with her brother to put forward. It was obvious to her, as always in his corner to the beast his mother could not notice it. This was not the desired effect but finally she found very amusing Oscar. Whatever she said, he did. He also drew a lot of hearts and homes, she did not care a bit about the drawings but it was nice to be offered things. When they were racing in the town next door, she often asked him to take this or that and hide it under his coat. She had a secret box where she had placed the Oscar for her candy, books, illustration, lipstick, etc. ... In exchange, she played with him and they laughed together. They often played cat around the house one day Oscar had slipped on the gravel and his knee was bleeding, it was Anna who was dropped by knocking in his race, but it does not relate to their mother. Anna was touched and offered him one of her dolls. He asked if, instead, she could give her tights she had accidentally stained with the blood of his knee. She found it funny but agreed.
Anna had got into the habit of hiding under the table at night, when his parents were watching television, to see these programs we forbade him. She learned a lot. One day Peter came home from work early and discovered Anna holding her skirts up high, before the wide eyes Oscar. A big fight ensued, he punishes Oscar hitting for the first time. He also discovered all drawings made by Oscar and the secret box. He put an ultimatum to his wife. "If your son again once, I sent him to the insane." Oscar was no longer allowed to be alone with Anna, and the moments when he saw were very painful, it did nothing for the same draw. Her mother was desperate and repeated the "why do I have a son like this, will there still any spoil? "while pouring tears crashing on his withered fingers, relations with her husband then had a little deteriorated. Oscar did not know what Anna thought of that, if it was as sad as him of their separation. So when she looked at her body she thought of him, as he did.
One night, Anna slipped into her room, half asleep dreamed Oscar thought.
"I must speak to you," said it is a disaster, parents are really angry, I do not understand, Mom told me that to show his body, he must love the person ... but not love him like a brother but as a lover ... Yet I take lot of baths with mom ... Anyway, I thought another plane. You have saved me something, and parents will be so grateful, they love you again. Tomorrow, when they return from their dinner, and that good sleep, as always, at this time, I'd pretend to die, you wake up good and she panicked parents who call will return immediately, they weep, except that you, they will be there when you kiss me on the ... mouth and I wake up, as in the cartoon, so we'll all be happy again. "The next day both parents went to their dinner and as expected the good, loving not stay up late, slept on the couch while the children watched cartoons. Anna stick his little hands over her mouth to not let his laughter. "This is the moment," she said. "How are you doing to die without laughing?" Asked Oscar. "Yes I thought about it I have to do comedy, you know like on TV, people die, but my mom told me, they are not really, they pretend, even if it's at air true, everything is fake on TV. I'll lie down and you'll put the pillow over my head when pressed for, uh, 20 seconds! Then you will go as planned awaken the good. " Oscar Anna rode elongated who could not help but let out a little laugh last, he did what she had said, cola pillow over his face and tried to count to 20, he made a mistake and started two time. At the end Anna was no longer moving. He removed the pillow and watched, he thought she could probably play dead in any film in the world. His hands slid down his lean body, he knew he had to go wake up the right, but he could not resist the urge to watch the little girl. He unbuttoned her dress as she did last time. He still remembered for one thing and then whispered in his ear "I love you." These words aloud and simultaneously disrupted sank at that moment, source. His eyes caressed her body, her hands brushed against the skin, hair and as she said nothing as she does not argue, as she was too busy with his role as dead, and he remained in minutes, hours. He drew his Anna inside his head, his eyes, his heart. He did not hear his parents home, he did not notice their presence until the cry of alarm from his mother, he smiled at full tooth, still astride, kissed Anna but she did not move, he shook but she remained under his soft hands. In a second he received a severe blow to the head which made him fly farther, Pierre looked at him with wild eyes, he threw himself upon him strangling her in turn, Oscar could not breathe, his vision was disturbed, he could see Anna. Suddenly his mother and pulled out while holding her husband Oscar she looked into his eyes for the first time in years, and with all the love that could keep him for that child, she said, "Go away quickly ! The child understood and fled the house, barefoot and still in pajamas. Her neck was horribly wrong and lacked air. It snowed that night, gravel rolled under his feet as he ran toward the woods.
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