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Okay, I admit it publicly: I am a little, just a little adultery, we're going to do!, A girl and a little sarcastic bastard like me, even if from time to time, too she likes to be pampered, the Galant and woo, we turn for a moment the protagonist of a novel by J. Austen. But only a little bit more can be dangerous and can lead me to design pink leather jackets.

I admit, these days I've been playing around with Wordpress, has been a momentary lapse. The fault is not entirely mine, has insisted blogger to put it on hard, with what I like to give cyber language with fellow bloggers and nothing, no way!. He should not sit well criticism and has punished me keeping me disabled, moved, disconnected. It has made me pass incognito through your dwellings, relegated to the most treacherous anonymity without typing a comma power to manifest, come on!!, Turned into a ghost wandering through the networks, and clear so that roam roams, it had to happen , had no choice, I ended up bumping into him.

We had already seen on occasion but we will not pay much attention, I did not quite liking the cold but as soon as he saw me noticed my sadness and made me eyes, he showered me with compliments and almost over to seduce me when I showed her "The Magic Button", beware this is a weapon of mass seduction and can captivate you as a siren song. I resisted, even though my comments are not made visible and left cyberspace for a few days.

I had time to read my book and a half, seen blooming jacaranda my feral garden and spend much time boy, he certainly has been the biggest beneficiary.

The boy goes something asirocado lately, has nothing to do with that puppy algodónete, shy and timid that the crew was almost 5 months aristocratic credentials. Now 6 ½ months of life and so little time has put my legs up. Dismissed his blue blood in their little black eyes found a muddy garden and turned pure white to brown, chocolate, cinnamon.

has grown into a gulf shameless lover churrete expert misdeeds in camouflage, a ruthless seducer simple blinking her golden lashes steals the heart and if you leave it to the soul.

So I confess, if that I have been unfaithful, but has not been with Wordpress but with the boy.

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...Y zas, todo a tomar por...

I told you loud and clear before I went for coffee: Currito not give them the little button!

Y. ..

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El verde no es esperanza...

Not today, I can not. Silent alarm damn do not make me face the day. Do not remember this early, let me keep dreaming, and acostadita not hurt either.
not make me please ...
... what I would not, I do not want up!.
hurts every muscle in my body and the beating of my heart has lost its harmony.
I can not really ...!
My Horrillo not sunk, right now, buried and crushed.
I know, was a defeat sung long ago proclaimed, reported or expected, yet it hurts ...!
... still painful.
Okay, okay, okay, I move, I face so sad day!.
I summoned up courage and made my body, lick my wounds, I shake fuzz and disinfect me, because today, oh how it hurts!, My blood meringue is tinged with green envy.

Congratulations Champions!, Which I at least I have the Betis.

Eah! be bad and today ...

... have fun today.

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16 Dias por delante, ¡¡¡¡No puedo!!!

16 days ahead full of fallacies and lies.

inexhaustible retahílas drenched empty promises ...

... pointless.

Iniciativas irreales afiliadas a propuestas inviables; 

aderezos electorales. 

Desfile de sonrisas ensayadas, 

deslumbrantemente  blanqueadas.

Las sombras...

...en armarios escondidas. 

Libertad para la ofensa,

sin censura.

Repeat a thousand times models weary dead

expired.

Nothing matters,

anything goes,

because gentlemen have come

are already are here,

the elections.

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and this is business as usual.

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Quiero llegar a ser como tu..

My mother

I want to become like you, a brave and determined 70añera who does not weigh the years that you Have filled with life.

Every day I aspire to look in the mirror tomorrow and see your reflection in myself, your desire, this will and your joy.

I get to have your courage, it gave you the courage to make a calabrazo your road map, a chart into an uncertain future today is your past and the germ of my life.

I want to be like you, living excited with light of another day ending in nights that you decorated with stars. Having thousands of dreams and illusions feeding projects to come.

vertigo I want to lose, get on your heels, get up after a hard fall, like you, but full sore.

I want to become like you, daughter, sister, mother, owner of a large kindred that entertains you, pamper and love plot with some caution. Not be easy to imitate but I endorse the genetically my chances of being like you, mother, increase.

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Since the sound became articulated and made graphics to express ideas, words, were respected, revered and pampered. Never before been called for this type of acts, their range privileges granted them to avoid having to stoop to attendance at such events.

assemblies involved since birth, power struggles, clearly palpable since the first major agreement reached. In it, volumes, volumes and books were printed on the stick and managed to leave out brochures, magazines and flyers. Since then, they were unwilling to lose its hegemony. The argument that is based to such a level was maintained at a constant presence in the struggle for the defense of the written ideas.

But new times came and with them modern formats insolent intended to take an active role in the world of letters. They had not lived the hard years, unaware of the suffering and repression in which he had spent, did not seem to respect to the fallen during the fierce battles of yesterday.

The Gutenberg thought and expounded that they would never be able to offer equally pleased and could not make the reader feel the touch of the paper to spend a few pages or smell, all this was impossible for these rookies. Even so requested, the very sassy voice in the conclave to form part of important decisions.

At that point, an authentic war broke out and were unable to reach an agreement, it requested the presence of words such as arbitrators or if the time came, tipping the balance siding with either party.

official request was received in the Lexicon and caused a monumental stir.

The altered monemes not reached an agreement with morphemes and decided to move the release to those words and phonemes. They discussed and declined the first responsibility claiming to be minimal units of meaning within the hierarchy of phonemes for their part believed that belong to the phonetic department had nothing to do with it so they sent the issue to the graphemes.

Graphemes conscientious, studied letter by letter, characters, symbols and points. I had not immediately clear, that was the responsibility of the dictionary, there would know what to do with such an absurd request, which was received by the department of alphabetical arrangement, which once ruled the competition referred to lexical etymology. This went too overworked to study both evolutionary change now were engaged by an important balance enters the archaic and the new, could not devote himself to waste time on that subject, "language never sleep" repeated. Thus the move came at the hands of spelling.

was there that he made a careful analysis of the calligraphic aspects, proper grammar, perfection in the use of standards, accentuation and punctuation. Once the study of this, decided to discard interjections, pronouns, determiners, conjunctions and prepositions as they individually would not be able to express proper posture for such circumstances. But were hesitant to choose between the noun, adjectives, or verbs.

's when the idea, why not send to the assembly a set of words in the right direction? If was a brilliant decision, the charge would be a sentence to explain their thoughts, their position in the face of that event.

volunteered: "I do not want elected r", "read is wonderful, " can live," but at that time were set at one that was formed at the bottom and it seemed the most appropriate to express position on an assembly raised by this senseless war of interests between formats sentenced to understanding.

granted powers of representation when the day came in the room both parties remained silent, words are pronounced like this: "I LIKE TO READ" and once said they sat and waited.

Happy Book Day!

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Yo me confieso calavera...

... Negligent, neglected, abandoned, some lazy and too vague. Remolona, \u200b\u200bconfused, distracted, a bit wild and reckless miagita. But never ungrateful, unappreciative or outcast, Heavens!, I am well educated.
MECES ago I treasure as Gollum and I forgot, he never despised or scorned, as she deserves to thank the awards that this blog has been awarded.

forgetfulness and distraction for me today I come in search of your pardon and absolution.

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for grace to Mary, who in their Thoughts in words gave me a Blogger stilish 7 secrets if they are added to those Adry yielded me their stories Lucera, 14 would be nothing less.

But girls! Not know that secrets are not revealed, they would lose convertirúian enigmatic mystery is evident, visible and palpable. That is why I tell you, I'm greedy, restless ass, if we add these two features of the above and have paid off debt at the moment.

I must also thank a devil in his blog temptations rewarded me by Talent and Feeling h friend agreed aberto.

Thanks to my friends Aglaia and Martina :

remain

exposed in showcase to show off, brag and boast, you got me very spoiled!.

Now I have my reward, deciding to whom they are going to give me I realized that this is my input 100 so I decided bind, I think you deserve all this and more, so I created with my love Clavera Award, proudly lucidlo is a humble gift of this

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Mi pirata tiene Facebook

The truth is that not very well as I could stand it so long, with Asquith that the pigeons do I have, so boom!. Worse, droppings everywhere, without hesitation, are a shameless authentic. But this is because I made her choose a method consistent with my pirate to exchange messages between the Morse code and carrier pigeons banderil, I opted for the latter after the previous test. Is that with the dots and dashes I can not always just messing around for a take away than a pinpoint or hairline more. The flags, long story, a hassle, first you need a good mast which hung very high so that the conversation is monosyllabic curd. I am very clean, washed them every day, and ended up fading to which what turned out to be somewhat complicated, so I finally did with the pigeons power.

Tired of losing fluency in communication have met the crew and I have stated my complaints. The new boy was staring at me, do not really know if he continued to forward my arguments or sausage sandwich. After the pep talk and snack statement sent to the master via pigeon. The response was immediate, but on Thursday another winged reaches my hands promise study. Now would be the monthly meeting (rather spree buccaneer), which is above, alleges years of absence and former colleagues want to see pirates.

think: that's something.

Saturday 13:00 Zulu time, place kitchen pirate ship:

facebookers Notification sounds on my Iphone 3G tuning, yes, is that one, but is also very modern pirate , a little nerdy and quite culichichi I will not deny, I like to be informed.

Like I said, notification sounds and once you hear it pop out to her.

friend request, go to God, "whom I have discovered it, when I read the name I can not" decrease " My pirate has Facebook. I accept Rauda to snoop on your wall and say: Send eggs!.

13: 05 hours Zulu, in a game room, bone, six feet from the kitchen:

- Cari I sent you a friend request I've accepted?

13:05 and 1 / 2 Zulu time, back in the kitchen:

"If heaven sent you a welcome message. That illusion, we're going to be the Demi Moore and Ashton Kutcher in Seville.

13:06 write: .- .-. ----- (Morse many years and I say that will do any good)

I hope

hopefully

hopefully

I get impatient ...

... despair and go shot for the hall. There I find the pirate sailing in company with the boy that he absently chews shoes.

- Why?, wonder

- It is good that the buccaneers compis have opened a page and to see photos of past follies I have to be a member, you told me that this is going.

- Have you targeted your password?

"Yes, but I'll tell you if the" flies "I do not remember, goes!

- me I have to learn?. I think, more work, both numbers must not be good.

He looks at me sweetly and said:

- Now here we also communicate by sky and by the way, how is that done?.

internete trembles!, A pirate hearth and noble ancestry, surfing the ocean that has finally caved and joined the social networks.

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Tú preguntas yo...

I plop!, no terms of adaptability, the time change, spring, with its fatigue impertinent weekend without a good dose of rest and eah!, is here on Monday, whether to give my brain time to react, this is , a little, how do you say? ... ... Quiet!, you thought.
So if he's not answering, we can not ask for much. Come, I am brave and try!, This goes for you, Mary, not if you know this girl's blog: " was passing by," to have captivated me, I am also glib and DO NOT SAY NO, (if, in several languages \u200b\u200band I get an easy but long story that I always wanted to say that phrase). What he said, Mary I've been witness to a game called You ask I answer and I do not do more, shall we begin?:

How many questions you can answer intelligently?
started well, then I say that only smart.
Any questions?
¿¿One??
A certainty?
expiration date I have not written but unfortunately I'm like yoghurts, perishable.
A color?
Violeta, say they have a profound effect on the mind and psychiatrists use to calm and reassure patients who suffer mental problems and nervous, but also the balance helping transform obsessions and fears, perhaps I'm just like a cowbell, who knows.
A wish?
A better world (the record I do not wear my band and my measurements are not perfect).
Any virtue?
Loyalty, in my other life I should be a dog and I was deeply hooked.
A sentence?
Live and let live! In English to note that I am international.
A dream
Give what you need, is that I am that detached, I have nothing of mine.
A defect
Look I put it hard, to see which I choose ...
What does it mean for you a blank?
a treat and I am a gourmand ...
Do you write out of necessity or hobby?
But really, you think I write?, That illusion! With what I like.
Do you put music on your blog?
Only when inspired me, if not annoying.
Are you an emotional person?
say that under the front something there.
If you had to have a single feeling What would it be?
Wow, that hobby we limit, to see ... Love, is that with this you can have it all ...
A Question?
But because if I am a very inquisitive.
"If you wanted something that would they be? Posts
...;¿ ask me again I can turn my?, You know by that of world peace, food for the hungry, cure diseases, to win this contest, oh sorry! I've gotten is that as both the
When you write you feel?
Everything, literally.
Are you a believer?
could specify a little bit ...
If you were not a believer that believe?
I keep getting slapped Well, now I do not daily but weekly or every two days, believing in people is look while side.
What do you expect from life? Living
intense feeling and gently, you know like a good river.
have a blog Why?
Because it was raining, and I told this is not a question of boring
think you're a person who recognizes your worth
Honestly I have not raised, surveys lead me blush, but inwardly, I love, what you do too?.
love What do you expect?
This to me is: love, affection, attachment, tenderness, passion, adoration, fondness, predilection, WANT
What would you ask of life?
And this is easy: LIVE IT
Task accomplished, the ritual is to choose 5 dreamers who I pass the brown hehe, Here we go:
blog Aglaia and The world around you has
touched your blog Bea The pleasure of wandering
A blog Nuria and fragments of life
A blog Vanessa and my time has come
And Odri and His stories Lucera
Come on girls!!

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Las margaritas de Fibonacci

His mania for counting things surrounding his life had given him a stack of notebooks filled log carefully arranged on shelves arranged by theme. So, I knew exactly where to find the data your head were not able to remember, though that will happen only very occasionally later.

knew that the 635 pipes exact his tongue swells and 642 milliliters of water needed to go but from there it was good to start from scratch because it was hoped would be needed and only 198 to the gut hurt him intensely.

sardine cans brought invariably liked 9 pieces in the box but will be announced a range between 6 and 10, the cockle always contained 10 more and the mussels 2 less marked.

knew that his heart was beating 76 times every 60 seconds if she was in a normal and calm, when rested his heartbeat decreased to 65, but if his heart was deeply asleep could reach beat between 45 or 50 times, depending on whether dreaming or not. He still remembers how difficult it was to explain to the pharmacist what I wanted and I miss him when he was sent to a sports shop to buy the unit. With him was 2,676 days since found that if marked above 220 sounded an alarm and went into a panic that led directly to the fainting.

also realized that if I cried, to 23,040 flashes per day you had to subtract 18,900, but this has not happened since 2556 days back I had left to mourn, since that time bought drops to help with dryness.

was right around that time when it was dedicated to counting petals margaritas all that was in the garden or field. Found that the calls of " unrequited love" had to have a number of petals as 6, 11, 16 or 21, provided that we use the formula of "He loves me not I like a lot, little, nothing, "standardizing the love, so the multiples of five.

engrossed in this work met with Fibonacci numbers and their sequence of integers fascinated her. Her enthusiasm led her to go 34 bookstores, and bought 21 books math, 13 focussing on the geometry, 8 and 5 botanical architecture.

Among the botanical 3 is devoted exclusively to alcohol but soon dismissed, because 2 caught his interest. In the end only deepen specifically in 1 that led along the diagonal of a pentagon whose side is one. It was thus missed flashes, tears and margaritas and stumbled upon the golden ratio devoted to look at everything around her lost among the coils of the shells and sunflowers surges coming into your home.

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¡Bienvenida Raquelilla!

March 19 dawns, sunshine super preceding Moon future herald of spring.

We expect: high tides, low tides impressive; Fallas in Valencia, San José, Father's Day.

9:05 .- lingered in bed but unfortunately, I wake up. Warm shower, the body and mind thanks eludes a shadow of sadness.

10:40 .- small-town breakfast for sale: coffee with milk, oil muffin and ham, accompanied by a relaxed chat with pirate.

11:30 .- startle phone: Aunt !!!... you are already

... Time stands still, stop watches to matter because I feel like a warm breeze caresses me and my hair stands on end skin, it's like an echo of a sigh driven first by the vigor of lungs are contained in a small body of nearly 4 kilos has managed to travel more than 1524 km away to make me shudder.

is not the first time it happens, no sir, with this van and four! occasions where I have felt. Unique and magical moments in the hours lose their meaning, the heart races and perceive in the environment a perfume of flowers in spring.

is just then when I notice as my stomach shrinks , a knot over my throat, my eyes with tears congeal and irrepressible emotion finds its way into my body making me shiver sensations.

I know some will be orphaned, hung a ; the racks of my mind waiting for a plane I can be enjoyed. But for now an ocean separating me from sniffing your scent, touch the silky skin that tight pink in your cheeks that will support thousands instigators of my kisses to come.

I happy to know that everything went well, you breathe love in the arms of your parents who have cried to see your new face, no wonder, has fallen into a family of mourners camouflaged .

So far no shortage aunts, grandparents, cousins \u200b\u200band uncles who flit around to fill the little hole in my affection.

've finally arrived, you're here and your first breath of a stroke has become a memory of sadness tinged with regret that this day in joy flavored future, that you bring in your little heart full of innocence.

Raquelilla Welcome to this world!

PD: a saying that to whom God does not give children the Devil gives nephews and me has been fulfilled.

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I think I have Stockholm syndrome, that of being kidnapped by the gang during a runny nose for almost a week has left me feeling like Patty Hearst but not wealthy family, that's for at least, would give a pass to the theme.

is that eventually I could no more, I gave up and succumbed to a torrid affair with my virus. Yeah, yeah, do not think it to be shocked as I am sure that more than has a past or simply wanted the same thing. If you do not tell me, who can resist a bed with clean sheets and warm, a soft pillow of dreams faithful confidant, comforter soft and flattering in a week when the sky cries bad milk and the sun has been sneaking out of work, clearly loitering around here Southerners, eh? ...

To this we must add to the pampering, cuddle and cuddle those who have been subjected, the broth of trips hugs kisses, hugs and kisses tizanas of healers, ancient family recipes donated free.

Exposed to normal circumstances, I say, my psyche has evolved mechanisms defensive, just to protect me! course. Of course I giving in wills to my captors, so I've become the cause and helped him becoming his accomplice in his next assault.

have used my body as a biological weapon being my lips wishbone withering new attack. The victim could not be otherwise, he who sleeps beside me, my pirate. I'm talented pupils in tight time I managed to subdue him into bed. But ...

... is that I could not refuse!, I was offered an excellent position if you tell me how I can not refuse:

- prime location in front of the fireplace on days with rain sofa adapted to the shape of my body, blanket, window overlooking First, associated sound track ("raindrops" the best for this time), which enliven the reading of this provocative book asks me devour.

You see, I have no choice, I have to find a psychologist to help me heal these signs of dependence on my body. If possible, cheap, budget cuts go, I'm afraid I also have to hire an attorney to fight for the rights acquired in pampering, cuddle and place of privilege, with the new kidnapped.

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Rueda de reconocimiento, de virus.

Here I am stationed behind the glass, on the other side of the room are entering different individuals, numbered. The photographic identification has not been for nothing and we had to come to a parade.

The observed, are all so similar, even shiver protected behind the mirror, a shaking, my throat hurts and my head, left eye weeps copiously and time I've been here I have uploaded a fever. They are supposed to ignore my presence on this side of the mirror, I have identified to take the minutes and have secured a reliable test to show who is responsible, although the damage is done.

He caught me by surprise and did not expect and carelessness crept into my body. According to various reports calling Rhinovirus and belongs to the family of Picornaviridae, although not deceive me with a name so pompous. It is clear, is a thief of the ordinary but, hopefully Banda belong to the cause of common colds and composed of more than 200 skillful attacking mercilessly loss to mankind.

why I have to identify with caution I can not go wrong, if I get confused may be a covert flu and sentence will be longer, different remedies.

Consider the facts:

He has caused fever and malaise, the nose is now no longer exists or still dripping proboscis, producer of a torrential river in constant battle with packages tissues.

Chills and sweats make my body unpredictable wild dancer's head between images I lose, I'm just able to glimpse the right eye, left useless crying all day walking his sentence. I have a fever but is still not risen to more than 37.8 º. Muscle pains me to attack cheek and left me so exhausted that it is as if he had completed a melee of sneezing constants that accentuate the pain.

I think I have clear, identified, individual 2: Cold. Analgesics and decongestants to hold me off balance. I retreat, bed and comforter await me with open arms, so I'll be absent from this area.

Oh, I agree to broth.

Eah! be bad it's more fun ...

... and also I can not.

Eah! Being ill is more fun.

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Adios Marta

There are times when life was overcast, it's cold and you suddenly entangled the soul, though your eyes blur with tears threatening rain not only salt but the cheeks reaching sour womb.

I never knew Martha, I had the pleasure to interact with her in person, we agreed on the blogosphere in club, this is now tinged with grief and filled with sighs of absence. Also passing by, leaving in its wake in this that was his home, but I wonder ...

... "As we say goodbye if we have not really been said or hello? ...

Still his loss hurts, it hurts the pain, grieve, feel the void left in the beings with whom he shared his life, who loved and miss in every breath of the day.

This is when I envy those who are able to write with ink comfort to me not think of anything to mitigate, monitor and fire.

I left you a song, a hug and my kisses.

Eah! Being ill is more fun.

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Relevos Blogueros. 2

bloglera A companion to creativity attached to its name, CreatiBea , has proposed writing a collective history and has started on your blog Vinividivinvi . You spend has occurred the witness to continue to me ....
... you it has thought it Bea? ...
Thankfully it has also been given to another partner and so the story will take two divergent paths.
Jokes aside, I have to admit I loved the idea.
The story comes to this house and continue along a single path. The rules are simple:
- Write a minimum of 5 lines and a maximum of 20, made it pass the baton to a buddy of your choice who will continue a new chapter, (must be numbered), then pass it to another and and up to maximum 20 blogler. When you reach the 20 will last. He will take care to give a final outcome.
Ah! I forgot: it is important to quote, bind and number of contributions to understanding the history, clearly and concisely explaining that this is going, (not me if I did it)
If a nominee can not or do not want to participate should notify to elect another.
said, the story begins HERE ...
... He continued:

2. Typing your password life dull and disappointing passed into the background, goes dormant during the time they became Ishtar, a hacker of ambiguous morality, keen to collect computer security holes.

After the "incident" responsible for their completion, honed his programming skills and was introduced into this underworld. Remember your first assault: the personal computer of his psychiatrist, wanted to browse your file, to understand what was happening through the lens of the professional was, discovered what aggravated his condition. Retaliated by publishing their security passwords for the first time in a long time felt good. Found that their ethical barriers as severe once had been blurred and wanted to experience something bigger. Since then break into systems became as important as the CNI, NASA, or the web EU in the ZP that changed the picture by "Mr. Bean", during the English presidency, just for fun. He earned respect and a few colleagues with whom he shared his hours without your physical body.

That night the forum was boiling, a company dedicated to the pharmaceutical / cosmetic looking for the best network hacker. It was rumored on a revolutionary discovery y. ..

- Click! -

Well now I would like you to continue, TACH, TACH!: Marisa Vegas on your precious blog The Mirror of the Moon , , if you accept friend, I look forward to the next chapter.

Eah! Being ill is more fun.

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La llave de Sarah

awoke with a start, drenched in sweat and unable to breathe. He fixed his eyes on the ceiling of the room trying to erase the images of his mind, the nightmares were gone and with them sleepless nights.

look at the clock on the bedside table and found that it had by the sun rose I knew his light did not help to blur the memories, those who carried him over and over again until the summer of 42 .

many years ago could not contain his feelings in that dark room where he had his mind locked. Retained behind the barricade of duty and the fulfillment of orders.

was not sure which was the trigger. What key opened the lock on those dusty rooms of his memory.

At first came the smell began to notice a slight smell of overcrowding in their clothes, thinking it would fade washed but not got it. The smell permeated so what is learned to live with and l.

Later came thirst, dry throat felt constantly, drank gallons of water but failed to satisfy it, it was as if the liquid is evaporated by contact with his lips and swallowed, there is not ever.

C ONSULTATION doctors and specialists but they found no wrong in his body, was healthy, everything was a product of his mind.

permeated awoke one night sweat and dry mouth, your throat is dry which is never closed and I could not breathe. It was then when he saw them, saw those frightened eyes recorded in the retina of his soul. A shiver ran through his body while his mind penetrated unstoppable in that chamber closed for so long.

Since then his days were filled with memories, those who remained imprisoned so many years in a desperate attempt to erode with forgetting. He failed and returned that night after night Winter Velodrome and the raid, as French gendarme, made that morning.

When woke, as now, kept hearing the cries, feel the fear, relishing the uncertainty of those thousands of Jews to which custody for the five darkest days of the history of his country.

With the guilt and remorse attached to his intestines and again asked if the girl who begged him to take a key screams would have survived, but sadly not always thought to survive is a prize sometimes becomes a conviction.

Story inspired by the movie The key to Sarah directed by Gilles Paquet-Brenner and based on a bestseller by Tatiana Rosnay

is the first time that a movie takes me to a book

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