TheBridges

When I was a child, I was not as obedient as I should, I can even  be said with certainty that I was just a little demon. One day, after coloring one of my grandfather's white rabbits by a can of red spray , he wanted to kill me, but the one who died that day was the rabbit. Chased and yelled at by my parents who were not able to get me, I let rot myself for a couple of hours, hidden, not to make me punish me, in one of the disused room of my house ... and that gray room, empty, that was very similar to the abandoned insane asylum one, contained in a corner just my old Cinevisor MUPI, a Polaroid camera, a Commodore 16 and the Twin Peaks' VH