Shooting Pains On Left Side Of Neck

The boy

My mother thinks that the cold just hits me in the neck. E 'for this reason that forces me to wear jackets that hold me tight, strong, and I take your breath away.
She does not care that the sleeves are short, the important thing is to have your neck covered.
do not understand why you always give so little importance to the wrists. They too cold at times. My parents are strong now and have got used to everything, like me.
were used to being naked, you are used to the teasing of my classmates, they have become accustomed to the weight of my head when I lean on them and wait for my mother ....
When he goes to work in the evening, I always carry with her. And I have to sit down and shut up, houses are always different. I often stop at the entrance, sometimes in the kitchen when the ladies want to offer me a glass of milk. I drink very slowly, because I do not like milk, but at least I have something to do in all that time. I'd rather sit at home, so I could go without a jacket and play the way I want. Yes, because in the homes of strangers, you can not remove the jacket, is a gesture of confidence that I I can not afford, why should I stay in my place. My place is my house. But if there is no father, she will not let me. He is afraid he could hurt me, why do you think are sensitive. But how can I hurt myself, if the only thing that really hurts are the jackets that make me? When I was younger, I unplugged a button with his teeth and I swallowed. The button was small, but even I was little. I could die. But I'm still alive. I live and with so many jackets.
My mother says my jackets were sewn specially for me by my grandmother. I do not believe it, because my grandmother died many years ago. How did he know about me? In fact, he did not know anything. If she were still alive I would say it to him: "Dear Grandma, you've got it all wrong! The jackets that do not like at all. " But perhaps it would offend, and offend my mother, who is a very special person. He does not work every day, but when it does, is always a miracle. She says so. Because she helps women to give birth. I do not know how it works exactly the thing, but I think it is very painful. While I wait, I always hear so many screams. Many women, many shouting, so much water, so many clothes, so much blood. (...)