Let it go part 1

Let go – Why not always stick to the past.

It was just before the end of the 11th class, when my life completely changed. My father had died a couple of years ago because of a work accident. Bad enough and then it happened that my mother, a small bank clerk at a raid still came around your life.

I was shattered, and my story was even in big papers. I did not even go to school the last month. Instead I had to go to the psychiatrist, a total asshole and then to my aunt Ilse. This also meant that I had to change school.

What was really going on, I do not know any more. Just so much that I often went through the streets like under Dope. That I could get out at all, was the Bobtail of Aunt Ilse. Since you had taken care of most of the time, she had to get the lost time in her job and I had to go to Gassi.

The first and last week in the 11 new class was a gauntlet run. Thanks to the big newspaper with the four letters, all of my misfortunes knew. For some, it was like pity. At some, the horror that you could hang out and make me have noticed 0.

I sweat every day. Until the last one was there. Had hardly got what and hardly learned, who belongs to the class at all. Then came the holidays and I could relax for 6 weeks. Down regulate. Much weeping and always stop with my new four-legged Charlie Gassi go.

My special place became an old excavation pit. She was certainly 60 – 70 years old and had filled herself with a few meters of dark water. On the left and right of it were just a lot of sand on layered and on the edge to this biotope there were louder thinning trees and much scrub.

If I’m honest, an ideal place to chase. Since there were always a few couples in the nice weather. The, 2 days ago I had something removed from me a tightener, which has probably brought down with binoculars.

But I did not care. I’d rather go with Charlie and watch the water and ask me more often how deep he really was now. That would suck me his black water in the deep and then I … Well. There were thoughts, because I did not know how it went on.

When I went to the old excavation this afternoon, I took a sandwich with some old bread. When it went I wanted to throw a few times to see if there was really a huge catfish in the pond. Even a local small newspaper had reported that he had swallowed a little dachshund.

After a ½ hour with my bike and Charlie on the back I pushed my bike into the scrub. I had found a place where I could hide it perfectly against thieves. Then we went through the scrub for another 10 minutes. Charlie looked at each other and put his trunk.

Then we were heading for the edge. I gave Charlie as always a sign that he should be quiet and he was. I did not want any attention. Wanted not to be confused with the tensioner and wanted above all my peace!

As I stalked like an Indian, I glanced carefully down the edge. An older couple with dog were there and see there, I know. Yes exactly. It was Via. Actually Victoria. But for some reason they all probably called in the class Via.

Via was probably the best. Probably because their parents were both academics and have come through the world a lot. Even if I’m shy in the one week through the class with my glances slipped. You could not get past her. It was also because of the fact that she was always good at it and was constantly twisting her eyes because of another classmate name “Kurz” – How “Kurzschluss”

Crap. At the moment I hated such people who were always good at it, while my life was a cul-de-sac. So I sat 2 meters back to one of the thin trees and took out my sandwich, which I shared as usual with Charlie.

Aunt Susi’s sandwich was good. So good that I forgot my bad mood for a minute, and instead I took something to enjoy the light through the leaves. In the other hand I had Charlie’s leash as he half-cared for me.

He liked that. I liked him to feel him on me and now just graze him. Then it happened. I nodded briefly and what did the bastard! He had loosened the lead from my hand and simply drove the slope down.

“Charlie,” I shouted, waking, “Charlie, come back,” I shouted again, then turned to catch the line. But Charlie was down the hill. Running along the sand. Direction Via – Via Via’s back well over it and then to a stupid Frisbee. Which the owner had planned for her slippery dog.

I swallowed. When Via looked up to me and then to my dog. The doofe as well as it was with the disk on Via trotte. But before he could go on like this, Via jumped up and took his line, while she still called the other couple something. What I could not hear ……

Instead, I saw how Via got mad with my dog. Her flip flops seemed to float over the sand as your face seemed to speak volumes. She was pissed – So really good sour!

Yes and then they both came up the hill where I stood. First I wondered if I should run away. But stupid was that Charlie had a collar. Besides, she seemed to have seen me.

And then I saw my dozing dog still pulling up with slice in the mouth via. Which had a flat straw hat and sunglasses on. Under her, demonic glow seemed to come out of her eyes, which makes me even more afraid.

Then she stood before me. With my dog in the hand, who threw the disc well in front of my feet and Via, who was now really angry just in a short black bikini in front of me!

“Of you Mark, I would have expected the least! So the pity and then secretly the whole classmates. These are the right ones for me. Bla Bla Bla. “I did not get the rest, my head was turned down to my dog, and my head was pretty red too, what should I say to my situation, except” I was not. “

“I do not know what to do,” she said as she looked at him, “I do not know what to say.”

She took it and probably rummaged through my photo albums and video albums. When I looked timidly up, one could see that her face had relaxed. “Is that your mother next to you ???” she asked me.

I cooked. I stood in front of her. I was so mad! The emotion that my life was a cul-de-sac and they just kept it in front of my eyes.

Then I went madly and upright toward her and only said that she should give me my mobile phone again! She was half a head smaller than me. I had not noticed so far, since I have run down all the time.

“It’s okay,” she said, giving me a look, which I saw in my pocket without looking at the picture. “And why are you up here ???” she asked me.

I relaxed again. Looked at the tribe, where I was still leaning against, and then began to tell quite slowly that I wanted to have my peace. That I had not dared to go down. That I had a sandwich with Charlie and that the Satansbraten me then escaped.

“Are you hurt?” I asked, as Via looked up, irritated, “I mean your back. And then Via la laughed. And took off the glasses. “No, no.” I’ve felt something furious on my back, but only briefly. “

She grinned as she looked down at him and he waved her cheerfully with his cock. Then she took him gently on the leash and said to me, “Come.” She went and I stayed behind, looking down at the little slope with her flip flops, while Charlie let her cheerfully pull her behind her .

As guard dog he was not really much 🙁

Then I snapped, turned around and took my little bag with the bread for the catfish and the disc. As I climbed down the slope, one could see the couple and another couple who had me in their corner of the eye.

When I was down, I went in the direction of Via’s place. She had a small bag with it, and that big towel on which several people had space. “Bring back the disc. I already explained to them that you are not the tensioner. “.