Prologue

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His hands holding her head tightly , trying to stop the beating insesante , she screams , but no sound .

They say that when you die you feel nothing , everything is peace and harmony. False. The pain was unbearable , I felt as if rend apart, as if cut into small pieces just for fun. But everything suddenly ends , is so steep that not even know if you have your eyes closed or if you simply everything is dark , his heart does not feel or hear beating.

Go to his mother singing while cooking dinner, his father complaining about the game on TV , but she has always believed that it is foolish to yell at someone you do not hear , but she and her television shouted when they saw novels , so preferred not to comment , her little sister playing in the tub while she bathes , her smile, her small but glowing smile , his mother approaching them and asking hugs the ear that allows her bathe finish .

She walks to her father on the couch and hugs , hugs him back , everything is perfect ; but then ... the lights come flooding your mind with bread bags fall to the ground and roll , see the lights closer and then ... sees nothing.

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