August 27, Thursday, Reynaldo got up late because he had drunk the night before. It was vacation, what mattered the hour of dawn. He climbed the stairs of his house, even with eyes closed to the kitchen and prepared some food. No mouse, he knows how far to go when climbs the bottle.
At that same time Douglas and his eyes were wide open, had attended a breakfast with several young political enthusiasts, who have wanted to amend the country's direction. I have a couple of years working on this and seek to create a movement of movements to generate significant social changes. A golden generation. After discussing for a long time, Douglas had to excuse himself and go to work. Nothing is free in this life.
Tempranito that morning, Veronica went through the fourth of his daughter to see who was still asleep. He smiled at her sleeping so peacefully. "My angel" - he thought. And he was right, was his angel. Happily went through the kitchen, get some sweet and walked straight to the office. Work and her daughter left no time to think of anything, much less breakfast. He
August 27, Thursday like any other, went unnoticed by many. One more day of the week, one day less for the weekend. Ordinary, common, nothing fancy. That day was normal routine for a very unique-and different-for me.
That morning I got up early to finish making my suitcase. I needed a couple of things-all-for packing. Arrived 2 of my best friends and turned to fire me. Hugs and memories. I finished packing, say goodbye to my brothers, my cousins \u200b\u200band uncles. I got out with my parents to Maiquetia esparábamos ate while boarding time (which is merely for guidance, because the flight always come late), did the tail together as far as I could. Then, farewell. Now, alone. I looked, my parents were still there waving. I did the same and automatic doors were closed. See you soon Venezuela, August 27 because that went to Torino to stay for a year. The úlltimo year career, a year abroad, my year. Just full of hugs and memories.
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