Quando ela era criança, filha única, era tão solitária, não podia brincar nas ruas, apenas na escola, seus pais queriam o melhor à ela, "ela tem tudo de melhor", diziam eles, mas ela não queria isso, ela queria o que nunca teve, queria a liberdade. Todos os dias ela tinha a oportunidade de ter o que sempre quis, mas de tantos dias em casa a fez medrosa, e todos podiam ver quão tímida e ingênua ela era, muitos ignoravam isto, mas algumas pessoas se aproveitaram, ela era fraca e eles a machucaram.
O tempo passou, ela cresceu, mas ela continuava em casa e com medo, ela sempre olhava através da janela para tentando entender o motivo "por que essas pessoas eram tão más", mas agora ela não queria sair, estava perdendo a esperança de encontrar alguém. Ela pensou que na internet não teria como se ferir e tentou encontrar alguém especial, novamente, ela estava desapontada.
Todas essas decepções fizeram dela mais forte e fria, desde então ela não se magoa, mas sofre, agora ela tenta entender a si mesma e encontrar a sua razão de viver, ela sente como se ela nunca tivesse sido realmente feliz, nem amado de verdade, mas ela ainda contínua em frente e espera pelo dia em que a sua vida vai se tornar completa.
Já tive quatro blogs desde 2008, ao ler o que escrevi senti vontade de retomar o hábito de escrever, e inicialmente importei as publicações dos outros blogs, de apenas três que foi possível recuperar o material.
segunda-feira, 1 de abril de 2013
Under her Sunglasses - Prologue
When she was a child, she is an only child, and she was so alone, she couldn't play in the streets, just at school, her parents wanted the best for her, "she had all the best" they said, but she did not want these stuff, she wanted what she never had, freedom. Every day she has the opportunity to have what she always wanted, but so many days at home made her afraid, and everyone could see how shy and naive she was, some of them ignored her, but a few people took advantage, she was weak and they were hurting her.
Time has passed, she grew up, then she continues at home and afraid, she always looked through the window to try understanding the reason "why these people were so wicked", and now she did not want leave, she was losing the hope to find someone nice. She thought in the internet has no way to be hurt, and tried meet someone special, and again she was disappointed.
All these disappointments have made her stronger and cold, since then she is not hurt by others, but she suffers, now she try to understand herself and find her reason to live, she felt like she was never really happy and neither never loved someone, but she still continuos in her way and hope the day that she will realize her life complete.
Time has passed, she grew up, then she continues at home and afraid, she always looked through the window to try understanding the reason "why these people were so wicked", and now she did not want leave, she was losing the hope to find someone nice. She thought in the internet has no way to be hurt, and tried meet someone special, and again she was disappointed.
All these disappointments have made her stronger and cold, since then she is not hurt by others, but she suffers, now she try to understand herself and find her reason to live, she felt like she was never really happy and neither never loved someone, but she still continuos in her way and hope the day that she will realize her life complete.
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