Could somebody please help me correcting my history... I was in the hotel lounge and nervously looked at my watch. It was half past three, and my friend should have arrived at two o'clock. I started to think that maybe something happened to him. He always been a puntual person, and this is inacceptable to him. Maybe he had a car accident in the way to the hotel or perhaps he had just forgotten. I called him a few time in the next ten minutes and nobody answer. I decided to leave the place. “It was a lost of time” I had think. I looked the watch for the last time while I was standing, the clock announced the three of one cold afternoon of August. I came out of the hotel and looked to my right; he was there, getting off the car. He looked very angry and worried. I get close him and I asked: 'What happen? Are you alright?' 'Let's go to a restaurant, I will tell you everything, I’m so sorry', he answered. 'There is one in the courner…‘ I said. We walked in a long silence. I was very nervous of what happened to him. We entered and chose a table away from the rest. We took out our coats and we sat. The waiter appeared and left the menus. I took one without stop looking at him said 'I'd like a coffee, please' 'Me too' he told. The waiter wrote our order and left us along. I crossed my arms and I looked him very angry for the situtation. -I know that you are angry, but I think that you might understand what happened to me. -So tell me, I’m listening. – I said. -Someone is following me… He was outside my house this morning. I couldn’t come and leave you in danger… -He told me -Are you joking me? I don’t wait all this time for you to mock me.- I said while I was standing and taking my coat. -Wait, wait. It’s true, please. Listen all the history…-He took my hand avoiding me to go. -I believed you for many years, and this is enough. You always have a problem. Can you grow up? You act like a little boy since the day we met. I’m tired of you, please, don’t talk me anymore. You never are for me and I always have to save you of your “problems”, but this end today.- I took his hand off of me and left the restaurant. I was waiting in the door for a taxi when a man entered to the restaurant. He looks weird, evil. I followed him with the view, and I never was so wrong. My friend was telling the truth…