The gang who always have some trouble

My life.

I raise from bed and walk to the mirror on the wall. I look at my self in the mirror, a teenager with black or maybe very dark brown hair, brown eyes, light brown skin and an earring in my right ear. I'am a guy who goes to parties every weekend and do what I like and I don't care what other thinks about me. In my house with my family I am a "good boy", but instead I am a bad boy, with so many problems that you don't have fingers to count. I go to the bathroom and take a shower. I go to my room and then I put my clothes on, a grey shirt with the numbers eight and six and a pair of light blue jeans.

Then I go down to the kitchen to get some breakfast. I eat my breakfast and pick up my phone. I have a message from my bro Felix

" Hey party at 8 pm at Oscar E ' s. You come and join? "

I smile at the message and write an answer.

" Yes of course. See you tonight bro."

I have an answer " Yes great bro. See you" This party is gonna be awesome,

because every time Oscar has a party it's wild and crazy and that's what I like.
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