The Hell
One of the worst frustrating issues in this existence is the feeling of not belonging, that feeling assassinates the will of the being and pushes him towards the bottom without having the motive to extricate himself from it.
He stood directly behind her, extending his arm parallel to hers, grabbing her palm in order to teach her the correct fighting technique.
As she stiffened her body against his chest, her limbs were stiffened, she could not comprehend his step, feeling her breath destroying her lungs.
"Control yourself, for heaven's sake! »
He shouted near her ear, pushing her fist towards the bag, teaching her the correct steps so as not to injure her arm and palm:
"So, you throw your fi