This story comes from a practical exercise in one class.
----------------------------------------------- Horacio
----------------------------- looked around again, as he felt in his pocket the revolver bullets, was all designed to kill his friend. He remembered that day that Robert came shouting insults, and threatened him with a knife.
A slight crunch brought back to this and turned quickly, should to be the nerves, he knew his friend would have the honor of giving the opportunity to defend, or at least would have done 20 years ago when he threw a knife on the floor to defend himself, to 'die with honor. " Sweat ran down her back in the same way that day two decades ago, they agreed that day be living a little more time to death rob not the years that he lacked.
was 5 : 17 and Roberto had not arrived, I knew I had always been punctual, but despair was that the latter would leave more slowly. Also, I knew that Roberto bring a gun too, that's what that set off in what seems to have been a previous life, he sat on the bench, a little tired, remembering that day.
''I can not believe you've been you!''said Roberto had with rage and indignation. He thought that with much regret and pain, I really wanted to like himself, but was too cowardly to commit suicide.
suddenly saw the tall figure walking Roberto, he looked thinner and older then, but with more elegance to walk, Roberto brought a peaceful expression saw his face and pulled his hands from his jacket.
Horacio was glad to see the calm in the face of Robert, so much so that he forgot his gun and the reason for the meeting and was surprised by hit by two bullets fired as Horacio Roberto stood up.
Horace felt cold in his temple Roberto wielding metal. With the same quiet, Roberto repeated the last words I said 20 years ago:''You will not live, damn''and pulled the trigger.
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