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My father told me not to make a gift this year, while my sister paid me an iPhone, a bag with a $5,000 and some diamonds. Me, I was sitting there without anything, when I asked her, and me, my mother rejected me. Then I annulled all the accounts that were financed entirely their life. My mother's hand cracked against my face before I finished my sentence. And me, then, crack, the salon became silent. My sister ran to the middle of these gifts, the box of the iPhone in one hand, the ribbon of the bag of luxury in the other. The diamonds and diamonds were cut on the table, like if it was nothing. My father looked at his plate like if it was under the most interesting thing in the world. My mother tried to look for something in her bag. My uncle was quite nervous and took another piece of paper. Nobody defended me. Not a single person around this table, Nadia, a word. I didn't cry. I just took my coat and I went out of the door. Nobody called me. Nobody even seemed to notice my departure. Everything that was comfortable in this house was my name. Netflix, Ulu, Amazon Prime, which they used to order courses every week. Spotify, that my sister put her butt in the middle of the night. The phone's strong, the four lines. All of them. I understood the iPhone, flambant 9, which was precisely configured with a immense smile on the face. I followed the V of my house. My mom was grown up in the bathroom. I was caught by the window and I passed it on my left. My sister always kept the iPhone's box open on her knees. Fragile, but look at the coin of the eye. My mother had the hand on the table's edge. Like if she had the need to be grown up after having caught it. My father still didn't take her eyes off her plate. My father ran away in his bag. My uncle ran away with his piece of paper. I made the five pages to the door. The park creaked to the second floor. Exactly like always. I turned my wrist. The cold outside hit my face. I went out. I closed the door 12 months behind me. The video of the series was the most annoying thing ever. The garden door was open. It was never closed anyway. I crossed it. The street was empty. It was no longer in the afternoon. And nobody had worth it. I walked to the corner of the street. I turned right to the main avenue. My house broke even more. But the cold was empty. I tried my hands against myself. I didn't even touch the floor. The right hand left me again. I stopped taking a lamp. I put my bag on the floor. And I put my hand on the floor. The button started by the bottom. When I arrived at the last button, I already decided what I was going to do. I left my phone. I ordered a newbie. I entered my apartment. Not at the time. He didn't know this address. It took a year and two months that I signed the bill without speaking to him. I paid the rent with my room. And I slept the weekends when he thought that I was in friends. The bed had a gray cover. The walls were empty. The person had the keys by me. The driver arrived in six minutes. It was a man, a man, silent. He asked me if I wanted music. I responded to the name. He even lighted the radio. To make volume. An information station. I put my tent against the cold life. We crossed an avenue decorated with light from Noelle suspended between the pictures. A garland had the half of its grills. The person didn't notice it. I thought to myself opening the box of the iPhone with this smile she always had when she received something. The mouth of his tongue quenched between his teeth. The eyes slightly pressed. I had seen this expression of thousands of times at the University of Noelle. Even days without reason. Always the same face. I thought to my mother. To her hand. To the neck. I did not cry. I had the night. Lubaire stopped in front of my wife. I thanked the chauffeur. And I went down. I took her back from her office. He took her head. She recognized me in half. And my feet were good at night. I replied to him apparently. I went to the fourth floor by the stairs. I didn't like to take the elevator alone at night. I opened the door. The apartment felt closed. I lighted the light of the kitchen. And left my keys in the little room in the basement on the counter. I used a green door. I started a train. And then I used a second one. I took the elevator. When he started, I put the water out. I went out of the hallway. A carnage. I kept several for work. This one had a blue cover. I opened it to the first page. I wrote the date at the right. Then I started a list of numbers. Netflix. Amazon Prime. Spotify Family. ForfayMobile. Four lines. New iPhone. Finance on 24 months. Apple Music. ICloud Family. HBO Max. Disney Plus. I'm not a fan of my father. I'm a fan of my father. I'm a fan of my father. I'm a fan of my father. I'm a fan of my father. I'm a fan of my father. I'm a fan of my father. I'm a fan of my father. I'm a fan of my father. I'm a fan of my father. 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