Antony

I took Charlie to the city, to distract him while the three of them were taking care of his 18th birthday party, and for a while I noticed how Charlie looked at me, and I think most of the time I he looked back at the same intensity, so he found no sense, we walked so much and did nothing on his birthday, he wanted to come home to rest, so since the real desire was to rest, I rented a hotel room nearby, it was a small place, one that seems to have always worked just one person. He wanted to know what was going on, but I silenced his words with a kiss, and I didn't know what to expect, but he smiled and pulled me in, and we realized that two beds were no longer needed, and we stayed like that until night fell.

Giovanna

While the couple was distracted to the city, the Three of us were doing what would be Charlie's 18th birthday party. I had noticed the affection between the Two for some time, just as I noticed the same between Julia and Lucas, which was very common even in games while we were preparing the party.

I didn't mind being the “candle” of the group, I had a lot of fun with them, I never felt alone, and I never felt sexual attraction. (What? Can't you write about bitching? You were lucky that Charlie and Antony didn't take your diary and draw a lot of dick on it)

Well, as you can see, we are good friends, but Lucas prefers to write subjective language, I that I like to be direct. I think that’s why I don’t have many friends.

But the ones I have are enough, after all, we are like “The Clube dos Cinco”, what more could I ask for?

Going back to the party ...

A car arrived as we expected, few people processed raw materials, and it was expensive, so traffic was the best way, but I was thinking about vans, not that car.

I already saw him in a movie, he was a DMC DeLorean, similar to the one in the movie, but he looked very young (was he a time traveler? We are not going to travel too).

The three of us went to the door, when we saw a man dressed in black getting out of the car, Lucas was impressed, left his glass on the nightstand next to the door and went to greet the guy, they then carried some boxes inside, Julia and I went until the car gets some more, with flour, milk, chocolate, and those things to make a cake.

I didn't study gastronomy much to find out if chocolate is a raw material or not ... Maybe it grows on trees and carves in bars. The world is confused at times.

We had to quickly learn how to make a cake, because Antony was going to have to hold Charlie out for at least 8 hours, doing whatever he had to do with him all this time.

So I put a vinyl record on the record player that I had at the house, and we were preparing the party with the songs from the album “Don't Go Breaking My Heart” by Elton John.

We had fun while we were having the party, sometimes throwing egg or flour at one of the others, looking like the party had already started ... We laughed, and when we were done, we had cleaned the house and ourselves, we sat on the couch. We looked at the clock and it was two hours before the party started, (at least the time we agreed with Antony).

Strange, but I feel like I forgot to do one of the things on the list

Antony

I was very surprised when we arrived at the house, there was a big banner written: "Happy Birthday Surprise, Charlie !!!" with the most squeezed and red font that anyone could make.

I looked at his face, and it didn't seem surprised, but a face of fright and curiosity to know where all that blood came from?

I looked at him and he said with a small laugh: I kind of suspected.

I just fixed his shirt and said: Just don't let them know, okay? Inside, just pretend you didn't expect and make your best surprise face - I ran my hand over his face while our heads were in front of each other's, and then I walked away and finished saying - let's not end their fun.

So we entered ...

Giovanna

They entered through the door, then we left our hiding places and shouted "SURPRISE!", I took a little longer, because I hid inside the big clock in the room.

I looked at Charlie's face and he was very surprised, for sure it would be the best party.

We opened Champagne, and we played darts with shots of different drinks depending on the score we reached.

So when we were drunk we went to the basement, to see the chest that Mr Pallestrinni hid in the basement and Antony spent a few days trying to break into the rusty lock. (strangely it was the only poorly maintained thing in the house, I think that was why it was a time capsule).

Inside was a green ball written “Spalding; NFL; Super Bowl LII ”, and some Eagles shirts.

So we remembered the football games that we saw, and then we went outside to play, it was Me, Antony and Charlie against Lucas and Julia (wearing Patriots shirts from that Super Bowl, one with the number 32 (Devin McCourty) and one with the 24 (Stephon Gilmore), I played 9 for Charlie, (Nick Foles number), I played 30 (Corey Clement), and Antony played 88 (Tray Burton), and when playing the oval ball, it came to me , which was in the center, (in front of me, slightly to the right, was 9, and far to the left, 88) and our goal was to get past the two, only we were drunk, so not knowing what to do, nor that the ball was supposed to come to me, I remembered the video of the play of that incredible game, and I ran to the left, and Antony came from the left behind where I was, so I played for him while I went to the left calling a marker (I tied my hair in hour and threw up on the floor), so I turned my gaze to the game and saw Antony launching at Charlie who was already turning in. of the objective area. Then they shouted “Philly Special” and I raised my arms and shouted in a scandalous laugh.

Antony was euphoric and shouting "Philly Special" and jumped over Charlie, falling awkwardly ...

The moment seemed slow motion, Lucas and Julia were laughing and me too ... Actually, even Charlie was laughing while helping Antony to get up, and he laughed too.

So we went to the studio, and recorded a lot of songs, totally drunk. I think we could even hear about 5 kilometers away, we were singing several striking songs, and the most striking, the 5 of us drinking inside the studio and singing almost to lose our voices like that, and the memorable chorus:

“Ooohoo, Nobody knows it, nobody knows

When I was down, I was your clown

Ooohoo, Nobody knows it, nobody knows

Right from the start, I gave you my heart

Oh oh, I gave you my heart”

After a night of singing , we went to sleep, Antony and Charlie passed out on the couch, that's what I saw while going up the stairs, and I saw that I got it right ... I really had a good perception, I went to my room, going through the bathroom, I saw Lucas holding his hair Julia who was on her knees throwing up in front of the vase. So I passed out when I got to my bed

Julia

While walking down the stairs, better in the morning, I went to the living room and saw Antony writing on the sofa, on the other side of the sofa, Charlie was still sleeping, lying down, with his arms dangling at the ends that separated the sofa from the floor. I stretched out on the way to the kitchen, where Giovanna was literally half-naked, wearing only a Corey Clement shirt and from the waist down she only wore lace underwear, and I admit I was embarrassed, she realized and went behind the counter

I was flushed, and covering the view with his hand, as if it were a visor, and I asked gesturing: do you know what Antony is writing? I didn't want to disturb his concentration.

She put down her coffee cup to answer me, but before she could answer me, her speech was cut off by Antony's voice coming from the other room saying: well, after we re-record the songs and compose others, I would like to get that equipment on movie theater. You know, to lift the screen, get the cameras, the sound equipment from the radio music booth, and put it all together in this fable that I am writing about "the Eagles of Philadelphia"?

I looked at Giovanna and she said before taking another sip of her coffee cup: he loves this story.

I understand well his fascination with this story, I looked at it, and Charlie had woken up, and gone towards the bathroom with a naturally closed face like someone who was passed out after a tiring day, having drunk too much, and only slept at dawn. From the living room I heard the sounds coming from the bathroom in the lower part of the house, his vomiting and some coughs interspersed with bad words and curses that referred to the amount of drink he had consumed, and how he would not do it again. I looked at Antony who was writing, and I could see him smile a smile from someone who was just very happy.

Lucas was coming down the stairs when Antony threw the pencil at the Poof and happily said: “I finally finished". He went to the kitchen and made his coffee, next to most of us, who shortly afterwards, we met in the living room, and this time , Giovanna was more ... Dressed,

so Antony started to tell the story that was now part of our short story and culture diary:

“Since men and animals started their disputes for prizes and their place on the heights, on a throne, inside the “great basin”, which was called the region in which it was seen in the shape of a basin or bowl, the youngest, the cows of the Texan desert, moved strongly, and patriotic colonists from the North, in New England, moved to the throne, where the king had five jewels in hand, after he was badly wounded by hawks earlier that year, and then grabbed the same hawk and removed his feathers. But the focus is on the Eagles' Nest, which in 84 years since their peace, they came to fly high 3 times, but when they saw the great baci a, they were overthrown by looters and patriots, at the beginning of their reign, even with the "Weapon X" in their clutches, their territory was divided with the Pittsburgh Metalworkers, and their swords, armor and shields. But that year it had everything to work out, eagles came from Miami, land of the Dolphins, Chicago, land of bears, from new England itself, new eagles appeared, and some old ones would say goodbye that year, and the good son of that nest returned to home, after so long between the indigenous land in Kansas and its archers, or the California Sheep, who went from Saint Louis to Los Angeles, then it took them a long time to find their home, but this eagle would aim to replace a young eagle that ended up to arrive, then after the return of the good son to the Philly's house. So they went to the Washington Indians' house, and even though they knew they would have to face them twice a year, their young eagles were nimble, and hardly felled, so they guaranteed their victory ... the following week, the arrows of the Indians of Kansas hit them, but not with great damage, then they went back to their nest, and noticed the New York Giants coming, as well as the Washington Indians, they see each other twice a year, and in a fierce battle, an onslaught of much he overthrew the giants, so they went to Los Angeles, but their concern was not the Sheep, because the city was always divided, so the thunder and their gods and manipulators, came bringing their spells and their children for a fight against the Eagles, but it was no use, and they soon discovered that someone who explores the skies never fears thunderous sounds, and they prepare for their rays. Then they returned home, and some Cardinals surrounded their nest, and so they surrounded the ground with the fury of the eagles, who did not even give a chance to fight back. They knew of the next trip, so they went to South Carolina, where in their forests, there were fearsome Panthers, but despite the fierce battle, they left with the victory, and returned home again, where the Indians waited for their revenge, and were waiting, because they were knocked down in the same way. For the next two weeks, the gold miners came from San Francisco, and then the fire horses came down from their high prairie and the two were slaughtered. Then they went to Texas to overthrow the Cowboys who were called representatives of the country, the legion of America that had not seen the great basin for years, and they were weak before the Eagles. Back home, the Chicago Bears threatened to use a young bear, and the bear was something so small that it served as food for the Eagles' post-massacre. The next two weeks led to uncertainty and anguish throughout Philadelphia, as outside the home, they took a beating from sea hawks, and then the Los Angeles Rams broke the stability of their young leader eagle, then the good son who returned to the nest led a victory of bitter taste. He was underestimated, by everyone. They won from the giants in New York after that, but hard, and then went to Oakland, an island exploited by looters before seeking their treasure in Las Vegas, and each time the good son was somewhat doubtful, until they lost one last time. the year for the Cowboys, inside their nest, in a dispute in which both teams did not seem to want to play. But the Eagles passed, and got access to the mountain, with a week of preparation, they waited patiently and when the Sheep fell, the recovered Falcons came to the fight, and fell in a feather fight, but on the other side of the mountain the Holy Fathers from New Orleans were brought down by a miracle that the Vikings of Minessota did; the Metallurgists of Pittsburgh fell by the attacks of the Jacksonville Jaguars, and the Patriots shot the Titans who climbed their Mount Olympus, so the Eagles returned to trusting their good son, who crushed any miracle that could help the Vikings, and the Patriots, hit the Jaguars doubtfully, so the Eagles waited, and where the feet of the patriots and the claws of the eagles failed, a Philly Special appeared, which opened wounds on the patriots' vests, but with their Bayonets, they pierced the Eagles, but the King did not he told the eagles so much power that they evicted them from the mountain, just as the Giants have already done ... And they lived there for a year ”.

From that moment on, we knew what to do. We took some cameras that recorded in VHS format and went to the cinema part of the house, and recorded Antony's fable. We improvised fantasies with simple material, and we took a sound keyboard from the radio / music studio, and that was a big rush, because we would have to run for some to enter the scene and others to leave, all behind improvised curtains so that we wouldn't have to. if anyone was seen leaving for someone else to come in, and what came out would control the sound system that was connected and regularized with the speakers, which was very tiring, but we managed to record two pieces, with applause and laughter, and we saw how it turned out in VHS, it was ridiculous, but so good at the same time, because in the history of the Vultures or that of the Eagles, we had the pleasure of doing something we liked, and we were watching it for a while.

Lucas recorded an audio of philosophy on a K7 tape, from a tape he already had in the house, but she had several audio problems, but the philosopher in question was talking to someone else, and showed indignation, at least on the part of the philosopher who said:

            “Say Zezé, good morning, man. Let me tell you something. I am thinking here, I know it is difficult for you to find resources there, I know you are running after it, but I am speaking for myself, I did not speak to anyone, ok, from the team. See if you can’t at least pay those other 60% before Thursday’s game, which you don’t even need to have an animal there, you know, to win the game. It is an extra motivation for us guys, to set the salary there. Then you don't need to get a prize to win the game, because our obligation is to win this game. You are crazy! If we don't win the CSA, for God's sake. Pô makes this effort for us there, until Thursday, to try to hit those 60% that are behind in salary ”.

We were thrilled, because it apparently showed wage inequality in this indignation.

Lucas

After weeks, between paintings, music, and some ways we managed to stay at home and not worry, we finally made our first authorial song, and it is an important part of this diary, at least I think it is important, but afterwards of two fables and philosophical quotes, I think that writing the main lyrics that we created and sang is essential:

“Friend

I wanted to have you here with me

See where we never went

To see how beautiful it is

And I will never come back here, if you are not

I will go with you if I can

To have the chance to say

That I can't live without you

And if you don't want me here anymore

Close your eyes to imagine

And I will certainly be there

Just you only remember

Go well, go happy

Knowing that I will always be here

What a friend is

In good times and in bad times

Call me and have faith

That's what I'm here for

You can love me all you want

And have much more to come

And even if I don't deserve it

I just thank you

Oh, and when we are far away

Close your eyes and you will know

The words I say to you today

Will always last

Go well, go happy

Knowing the love that I have in you

And see what this is for

I tell you my friend ”

This song was very important for our life, and until the end of that year, we sang it several times. We had a wonderful Christmas, a supper, more products smuggled by the same guy as always, we drank Champagne, we roasted a turkey, we sang the song and without knowing why it was important, we just continued as if nothing made sense but to make sense of it. all that.

When it was midnight, we went out with birthday hats, and we saw fires on the horizon, because there were no houses nearby, and there were many, but they only came from one direction, so maybe it was just one person. Antony was alone with Charlie, away from everyone, but then he broke up, went into the house, and was locked in the room for a long time.

It was January 2, a week had passed since he locked himself in his room, and we only heard him leave at dawn, probably to eat and drink, so he went back to his room.

That day the four of us went to the door, as the news had spread, and the cure was ready in Munich, Germany.

Charlie knocked on the door and told the news, and with all his courage, Antony opened the door and asked: Really?

We got together in the living room, as we hadn't done in a while, and sat down with the newspaper spread on the Poof showing the news about the cure.

Antony: Okay, but how do we go about going to Germany? - he put his hand in front of his mouth and said gesturing - this is the tricky part

Charlie interrupted his question by pointing to the photo in the newspaper, in which he presented in black and white, a doctor holding a bottle with what would be the cure: me I know a guy who can give us tickets for the train that goes straight to Santos, and from there we will take a ship at the port to Europe, he can give us the money to take us from the port of Portugal to Germany.

Everyone liked the idea, we dressed up and called the guy in black to take care of the house, and he said it would take a few hours, as he would bring some vans with him to carry our collection to a safe place.

Charlie said he would need to talk to his contact alone, because getting his trust had been difficult.

So we waited an hour ... And nothing. It's been two hours ... And nothing ... When three hours have passed, we went in the direction he was in, because he said it would take time, close to the city, we found three guys kicking someone, and we soon realized it was Charlie.

Antony was further back in the group, but he quickly drew his gun and then he shot the Three in the head, I had never seen anyone hit with such skill.

He ran in the direction Charlie was standing and crouched, put his body in his lap, but his heart was no longer beating, and we heard Antony scream so loudly and perceptibly, his weeping followed.

In Charlie's hands were the train tickets and a bag full of coins, both bloody hands. Antony put his head next to Charlie's, and his weeping only increased.

That day we climbed the highest hill in Bauru, and after a trail carrying the body, we had a funeral, and Antony said that this was an important place for both of them. We buried his body in a grave that we made, and we sang our song, but that day there was not a hint of joy, not even a priest. In the end, we buried his body and placed a wooden cross with two poles.

We went back home, and silence became sovereign over there, so I asked a question I shouldn't have asked: You know we can still go after the cure, right?

He went up behind the kitchen island where there was a bowl, and then he smashed the bowl with the palm of his hand and expressed a slight reaction of pain, with the shards crossing his hand from side to side, and responded by gesturing while his blood dripped: I lost the person I loved most today ... This pain is nothing, close to what hurts here - he hit his chest with a handful of shards - fuck the cure, and fuck the Germans , I lost part of myself today - he paused briefly, and said - in fifteen days I will be 21, in April it's you Lucas, then in May it's Julia and in two years Giovanna.

After saying that, he angrily left the house, and ran back up the mountain, and we followed him, while I put my diary in the backpack I got for my last birthday. The night was starry, and on the way up the trail, I saw the colors in a much stronger and ultra-realistic hue, so I left my diary bag stuck in the branch of a tree, and when we climbed up close to Charlie's grave, Antony was lying to the side, and then we all lay down holding hands in a circle looking at the night.

And here I am, five tombs, from five young people, and I dressed in black, made the grave and the cross of four of them, wrote in the diary, they all died of the disease apparently, so I had to bury them, after that I went down from the mountain and some Vans carried a collection of K7 tapes and VHS's to a safe place, I took just one thing in my DeLorean.

A book called “Neighborhood Crimes” by Dr. Bryan Engelwood

I end this story with the signature in my name:

Jonathan Pryor.