The human flag!

Once upon a time; in those days of vacation, when the sun is red and evil, and the friends are just laughing partners, lived a little and adventurous girl, me!

I’m still alive of course, but a part of my life ended that day.

Now, I am going to tell you a story; I know my dear reader; you will laugh about me, so enjoy my mishap.

All started when I was 9 years old. I was on vacations, having a really good time with my family. One day, one of my cousins said, oh let’s go to play outside.

In that moment was a great idea, for me as a child the game time was the best hour of the day and in that moment I had felt that it was the right thing to do.

We went outside to play; we played “the getaway” we had to run to avoid the catching boy. My cousin said before to me , estefanny don’t go out that far!

Of course, I was to busy to think of what she said, I had been thinking on how to escape, so I went upstairs on a strange house.

The catching boy was behind me; he was about to catch me when I had the most intelligent idea, to jumped from the third floor.

I stepped on the grille, and in the moment I looked down I regretted. But it was more important not to lose the game.

I didn’t jump.

So, I started to climb down the grille, I was wining, but in the second floor my skirt hooked in the grille and I tried to jump, but it was too late I was hanging like a flag.

I stayed there like 15 minutes because no one wanted to help me because it was too funny. I had felt fear and hate for all the people starring at me. But one young man helped me in my pain; he took me in his hands and released me.

I remember I felt like a clown, everybody was looking at me and laughing, it was horrible. And the most horrible part was that my skirt ended on my navel and my green panties were the essential part of the show.

I had never gone back to that house; I had been looking for a piece of courage to go back, but it is impossible.