April's #StoryTellingChallenge: A Scar
I remember it was Sunday afternoon, close to 4:00pm maybe and everybody resting or having a good time, preparing mentally for what's coming the incoming week. I was a student at the University by that time, It was 2006 if I'm not wrong and was on my 6th semester, and I had a girlfriend who lived in another city, 2 hours from mine, so both traveled whenever we could to spend the weekend at the other's place. So that weekend she was staying at mine, she was taking a shower before leaving, while I was trying to fix a connection problem with my dial-up modem, you know, the old type that would make weird noises while establishing a connection, it's not that ADSL modem wouldn't exist in Venezuela at that time, It's just that It wasn't available in my neighborhood. After checking the wires, I'm looking to one of the connectors, and as I look closer I notice that some copper wires slipped out of the connector, It was poorly finished, so I had nothing else to do ...