How to live a life

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- foreword -
•English isn't my main language so excuse the mistakes please.
•I made that story like in one day out of an insta reel as inspiration so yeah it isn't pretty special - but still what we want and love. :)
•Have fun xxx

- epilogue -

I never used to think much about boys. Or men. Or guys in any way. They were just some existing things I never had contact with. There were always only me and my mom. And it was perfect like this. We had a home. We had school and work and the nicest friends of all time. And of course, we had each other. I loved it like this. I never needed anything else. But life isn't listening to me most of the time. So nothing stayed like I loved it. My mom met a men. They first liked each other "as good friends" and suddenly they decided to love each other more than that. We left our home. And my school. And my mom's work. And all of our friends. Just for living together with the man my mom chose to love, in a city I never thought I would stay for longer than an airport stop: São Paulo in brasilia. More than just far away from my old life in Leiria, a small town in portugal. Of course my mom asked me before she made that decision - but the hope in her eyes was way too big to say no, so I would say I didn't have another choice. And now that's how I live my life: With a man that I don't know, my mom who forgot how happy we were without anybody else, and a home that doesn't belong to us.

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