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09. november 2006 af
gittemaja (Slettet)
Robert vaskede sig selv, børstede tænder og redte sit hår. Så studerede han sit ansigt i spejlet. På hagen havde han en modbydelig bums. Han havde haft den i næsten en uge, og den var stadig rød og betændt. Han sukkede.
Han gik ud i køkkenet og gav moderen et hurtigt kys på kinden. Han vidste, at hvis han ikke kyssede hende godmorgen, ville det sætte hende i dårligt humor, og hun ville begynde at beklage sig over både det ene og det andet.
Han satte sig ved køkkenbordet, skænkede sig et glas appelsinjuice og spiste noget ristet brød. Moderen drak kaffe. Hendes hår var uordentligt, og hun havde store poser under øjnene. ”For meget TV-kiggeri,” tænkte Robert.
”Jeg havde en sær drøm i nat,” sagde moderen. ”Jeg drømte at din far var kommet tilbage. Vi var i en park, men pludselig var han væk igen, og i stedet var der en hest. Lad være med at grine, Bobby, det var skrækkeligt. Denne her hest var sort og rasende, og den angreb mig igen og igen. Det var et mareridt.
Robert washed himself, brushed one’s teeth and combed his hair. Then he studied his face in the mirror. On the chin he had a disgusting spot. He had had it for almost a week and it was still red and festering. He sighed.
He went to the kitchen and gave the mother a quick kiss on the chin. He knew if he didn’t kiss her good morning It would place her in a bad mood and she would start complaining against both the one and the other.
He sat down at the kitchen table, poured himself a glass of orange juice and ate some toasted bread. The mother drank coffee. Her hair was disorderly and she had big pouches under her eyes. “To muck TV-watching,” Robert thought.
“I had a strange dream last night,” the mother said. “I dreamt that your father came back. We were in a park but suddenly he was gone again and in stet there was a horse. Stop laughing Bobby it was terrible. This horse was black and furious and it attacked me again and again. It was a nightmare.
Han gik ud i køkkenet og gav moderen et hurtigt kys på kinden. Han vidste, at hvis han ikke kyssede hende godmorgen, ville det sætte hende i dårligt humor, og hun ville begynde at beklage sig over både det ene og det andet.
Han satte sig ved køkkenbordet, skænkede sig et glas appelsinjuice og spiste noget ristet brød. Moderen drak kaffe. Hendes hår var uordentligt, og hun havde store poser under øjnene. ”For meget TV-kiggeri,” tænkte Robert.
”Jeg havde en sær drøm i nat,” sagde moderen. ”Jeg drømte at din far var kommet tilbage. Vi var i en park, men pludselig var han væk igen, og i stedet var der en hest. Lad være med at grine, Bobby, det var skrækkeligt. Denne her hest var sort og rasende, og den angreb mig igen og igen. Det var et mareridt.
Robert washed himself, brushed one’s teeth and combed his hair. Then he studied his face in the mirror. On the chin he had a disgusting spot. He had had it for almost a week and it was still red and festering. He sighed.
He went to the kitchen and gave the mother a quick kiss on the chin. He knew if he didn’t kiss her good morning It would place her in a bad mood and she would start complaining against both the one and the other.
He sat down at the kitchen table, poured himself a glass of orange juice and ate some toasted bread. The mother drank coffee. Her hair was disorderly and she had big pouches under her eyes. “To muck TV-watching,” Robert thought.
“I had a strange dream last night,” the mother said. “I dreamt that your father came back. We were in a park but suddenly he was gone again and in stet there was a horse. Stop laughing Bobby it was terrible. This horse was black and furious and it attacked me again and again. It was a nightmare.
Svar #1
09. november 2006 af godfy (Slettet)
Robert washed himself, brushed his teeth and combed his hair. Then he studied his face in the mirror. On the chin he had a disgusting spot. He had had it for almost a week and it was still red and festering. He sighed.
He went to the kitchen and gave the mother a quick peak on the cheek. He knew if he didn’t kiss her good morning It would upset herand she would start complaining about everything and anything.
He sat down at the kitchen table, poured himself a glass of orange juice and ate some toasted bread. The mother drank coffee. Her hair was messy and she had big bags under her eyes. “Too muck TV,” Robert thought.
“I had a strange dream last night,” the mother said. “I dreamt that your father was back. We were in the park, but suddenly he was gone again and instead there was a horse. Stop laughing Bobby, it was terrible. This horse was black and furious and it attacked me again and again. It was a nightmare.
sådan da
He went to the kitchen and gave the mother a quick peak on the cheek. He knew if he didn’t kiss her good morning It would upset herand she would start complaining about everything and anything.
He sat down at the kitchen table, poured himself a glass of orange juice and ate some toasted bread. The mother drank coffee. Her hair was messy and she had big bags under her eyes. “Too muck TV,” Robert thought.
“I had a strange dream last night,” the mother said. “I dreamt that your father was back. We were in the park, but suddenly he was gone again and instead there was a horse. Stop laughing Bobby, it was terrible. This horse was black and furious and it attacked me again and again. It was a nightmare.
sådan da
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