When she looked up at me, her hair was in her face. I pushed it back with my hands and it was wet too but not from outside but from crying. I picked up a tear on my finger and put it in my eyes.
Friends are usually the best to rely on what to read. When I was five I killed myself is one of those books, i took the advise and surprise, surprise, again it all was true : i loved it. Burt, an 8 year-old boy’s pure love story you get to know little by little. Feels like something you know very well, but then it shakes you with its weird intensity. Below is the famous Oh Mr. Moon’s lyrics that Burt remembers from his music lesson at school.
Oh Mr Moon, Moon
Bright and Silvery Moon
Won’t you please shine down on me.
Oh Mr Moon, Moon
Bright and Silvery Moon
I’m as blue as I can be
z.
July 2011
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