Raphael ///I have it all.. A family , the money, the status, the looks, the women and the sex , but my life is empty.I don't know how to describe what I feel....It's the same every day, waking up, going to work, coming back home to dine with my family, doing the other work and going to sleep. This kind of day repeats itself week after week, month after month.. year after year since I was eighteen.I always suspected my dad to be not as clean as he always tried to make me believe but I couldn't get behind what it was. I was to naive to realise what was going on till one day a bunch of weaponized men broke into our house.It all happend so fast a lot of people got injured some even killed and than I confronted him. Ten years later and the events of this day are still the first thing I see in the morning when I open my eyes.....I hate Wednesdays more than Mondays because it's the middle of the week, the stakes are low,some people still half asleep others much to enthusiastic for
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