partie_1 Sa jalousie l'a renversé sa situation. #histoireafriciane #pourtoiii #creepypasta

"You have to break when you want to go on this bike. My son doesn't have a bike, but you have only one girl with a bike. A fat man has to come when you want to go on this bike." "My daughter, this evening I made a bad dream. You don't have to go on a bike today." "Ah my mom, you're too sensitive to dreams. Nothing will happen to me." "Ah, the children of today are too tired. My God protect my daughter." "Susan, take your bike, please. I have one to see of Matt, I'm late." "Okay, I'll give it to you, but take good care of my bike. I'd be right back." "Thank you very much Susanne, you're too gentile." "Where did you get your bike?" "It's your son who went to school with me and asked me for a service." "Ah, you're more concerned than me. No, no, no, my son. My son must not die. It's you who should leave." "Why did you give him the bike?"