Saturday, October 23, 2010

How Would I Wear A Corset For My Birthday?

The dream of his life. 19:26


felt so alone ... and it was strange because it was surrounded with the people they loved most, his friends, his family ...
was like a vacuum inside it filled with loneliness, you may be bored routine, bored him his life, his body is not spent years, for her The weather was freezing, the world evolved and she felt worse yet ...

Until one day he came home and repeated the same ritual as usual, parked his backpack in a corner of the room, ate and went directly to the computer, and every evening he spent hours and hours in front of computer pantallita , was his way of escaping reality. And like every evening at 19:26 , left the house, you may ask why, but incredible enough, the only time he smiled all day was that, your time, your 19 minutes : 26.
At that time each week saw the person loved most in the world although it did not know him.
But that afternoon, was different.

"Sorry, you've fallen role," she said.

But not respond, the girl took it. I did not know whether to open it, thought it would be a personal thing, but curiosity was great, so ended up opening it.

In the little note saying

-watching you for days. I wanted to thank you for making what once was a time in my life, now is the happiest moment of the day. 19:26, OUR fondest moment. Signed: Jandro.

The girl was shocked after reading the note, I could not believe the boy, who called himself Jandro him the same thing happen to her. It was so strange, so strange, it was like that story to everyone dreamed of.

Upon returning home, the girl began to look a thousand and one ways to talk to him without him conquer shyness ... That night, no sleep, I managed to sleep for a moment, waited impatiently for that moment. Now I would like congerlar pass the time and fast. She could not know how it would end his day but imagine.

got up early to embark on what is likely tomorrow would be his longest, but to his astonishment he was more entertaining than I expected. The afternoon came relatively soon, and left less time to see it, to dream, to finally react to the unexpected letter.

lowered from home, and started to walk, the street made him long, increasingly, but arrived on time to the meeting place, but that afternoon the boy was not in their absence was a letter in a doorway. That letter said:

unknown "Dear girl, sorry but never meet again.

She began altered running, I did not think of anything, just wanted to mourn.
Suddenly he heard a voice:

-Carla, Carla, wake up ... that we're late!

Yes, it was all a dream, the dream of his life.



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