Multifreak99

He was sitting in the patio, using its windy shadow to protect himself from the blazing sun scorching above the atmosphere, drinking a glass of cold lemonade, while his son didn't have a care in the world, running with bare feet on the snow white scorching sand. "Don't run that fast or you will fall over, and I won't come to your help this time" he said with a wide smile on his face, sipping from his lemonade, while the boy continued to run even faster. After a few moments, as expected by his father, the little boy would fall down on his knees. But he would not cry. With a sigh and a weak laugh, the man stood up and went to the beach to pic