Yes, another story. I hope it'll never get boring, heehee.

When I was younger we used too play outside. We were misfits, like I told you before, so we tried to go somewhere without cool kids who would laugh at us or irk us (I just learned a new funny word).

Near a school that was a few meters away from my own, there was coliseum (I hope that's the right word). There was no one around so we climbed on top of it.
Somehow it seemed like our own little world..We had some space for us were we could be left alone. We tried too build a tree house on top of the coliseum, because there was a tree near it. It was really funny. It's the feeling you get when you build something and it seems to work after you put a lot of effort into it.

Sad Ending:
Some old people had spotted us so the police came and we had to leave the roof.

On the other hand, the roof was unstable and we could have been hurt.
I'm glad that I'm still alive.

This is my new club: