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awoke with the dawn. The sky was clear so I could still see the faint glimmer of the stars. There was not a single girón fog. The wolf rose from the ground where seconds before he was lying. A slight breeze stirred the leaves of trees and herbs made rocked stroking the legs. In the distance we could hear the murmur of a stream as it glides slowly. I was thirsty and had long wanted water but had found no pool, much less a stream with which to quench so went to that sound that appealed to him. Passed between the trees, avoiding the bushes and came to a creek. The clear water sparkled with the rays of sun that streamed in through the leaves of the trees. He drank eagerly, and then looked up. I could hear the sound of lots of water to move. The wolf followed the noise to determine its origin. The sound grew in volume As he approached, until, when passing between different trees, very close, was at the edge of a wide river. It was plentiful and the water was moving quickly. He heard a cry. He looked up and saw a crow watching from one of the highest branches of the tree behind him. The wolf shook his head confused. Many surprises in one day. Sun, water and animals. He raised his head and let out a friendly bark. The raven croak again, this time scared and flew off toward the other side. Then she saw him. A gray wolf, as he watched him from the other side of river.

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If people advantage of the good people at the end of these eventually turn bad and suspicious. Is life. If at any time was a good girl, sorry, that circumstance is over and if it was not, I'm worse then. So do not expect to move a finger on anyone but to show me he deserves.


... of those days where the raven comes to picotearte eyes.

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From the beginning it felt entitled to do whatever he wanted, to be free, thinking that this time nothing could hurt him. Got there and looked at him. It was logical, seemed made for her, but the worst part was that he did not realize of what was happening until there was no turning back. I thought you considered a friend until he realized that the desire to see him when he was not were too strong to be only friendship and even though he had said he wanted to return to that situation, said nothing was wrong. Began to try to get closer to him, trying to manage a little sloppy and disheveled not appear before him, but as he approached he realized that the friendship we thought at first there, it was only appearance, there was nothing what from there. Even so, he would not give up and managed to establish a fragile friendship between them based on long conversations about issues that seemed to him to existential questions but she was not mere posturing not to be affected at all and silences and uncomfortable questions for someone who does not want to raise awareness against the other for fear they hurt.

It's like, He Does not hear a word I say.

is patient counting the odd question about that, that came when the conversation was scarce. She replied, slightly annoying but casually and attributing it to lack of topics of conversation since that was all he really had in common.
Their friendship soon broke with the end of summer. He walked away again and only came to her to ask questions about that. Her care, with increased contact, increasing trend towards the while it decreased to the level of saying hello and goodbye.

His mind is somewhere far, away ...

The tears came every day after seeing that she was no more to him than the time that was with whom he belonged.

... And I Do not Know How to Get there

The reason began shouting that he should not be so deluded that he was indifferent, who always had been and that it was time to pass him . He became convinced that the pain, jealousy and insecurity should not continue to make dent in it, which was turning into someone completely different to who was at first. Was banned mourn for him, upset with her touch when passing by and thinking about it. And just as I was getting drown out all the feelings that had sunk in that way, he began to seek his company. The question as always but to things that were not normal considering his alleged indifference. Why, when I wanted nothing to do with it was coming? She, however stood by his idea of \u200b\u200bleaving, so that with each eye, she whispered to leave, to leave their thoughts and dreams and not reappear in them. But he had always been dull and we all know that an obtuse not realize what is right under the nose.

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Someone's crying sitting on her bed hugging her legs open window trying to glimpse the tiny stars that compete with the lighting over the big cities that many admire. Curses herself for trusting one so horrible, he has played with it and laughed heartily at his misfortune and curses him with all his anger and contempt for not regret the pain caused. Something shining in the mirror behind but she or he learns.

look in the mirror someone willing to go, admiring his handsome face and repositioning a strand of unruly hair. "I loved the face that has been" whispers are smiling in the mirror. His own image smiles back. Admires his shiny teeth that have not been checking food scraps in your shining teeth. "In love? Bah. Poor wretch, should now be crying inconsolably "back to smile at his picture and a giggle escapes him funny. When you stop horny she turns to look but her face does not look in the mirror smiling, not anymore. Stares at him. The triumphant smile she wore for years was erased from the face and is replaced by a grimace that mixture of stupidity and confusion, the mirror also does not return. Flashes and shakes his head confused. "Maybe I've been bad" is said before returning to open his eyes. And he has a surprise. Where there was a mirror now there is only a transparent glass and through the room he sees that seconds before had back. Turn confusing. All around there is nothing but white walls and a piece of glass that lets you see what was once his home. "Where am I"
"Hey bud," he tells himself, on the other side of the glass. "I hope you're comfortable in your new home while I'm going to fix your lousy life and live it properly." The image, the image disappears and he shakes his head afraid of what you just saw. The other comes back across the glass. "I forgot. As we now are me, the mirror, try to imitate me okay? If not scare people and make the same stupid face you put yourself when you see that I moved. Thank you and give you kid "disappears again. "There can be" I'm locked in the mirror "is said shocked and horrified. Paste a blow on the glass and starts to scream for someone to kick there but is no longer anyone who can listen, anyone who can help. Stands alone in this world boring and awful, sentenced to mimic the look that you put in front. Begins to whine. He sits down and hugs her legs.