ALTERS

ALTERS

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Mystery
Albert fue culpable de un robo, él era el líder de la operación. Es sentenciado a 15 años de prisión. Sin embargo el juez le otorga ver por última vez a su hija recién nacida, Clara. Con el pasar de los años Clara ya tiene 15 años y en 2 meses verá nuevamente a su padre. Clara conoce a Lucia y juntas se unen para poner orden en el instituto. El amigo de Lucia, Matt, ingenia un plan para robar un banco con la ayuda de sus dos cómplices, pero algo sale mal... El amigo de Lucia, mata a una empleada y le da el arma a Clara... Todo esto culmina llegando a un trágico desenlace... Por obvias razones no colocamos más en la descripción por que entonces sería Spoiler. Si quieres saber los 3 puntos clave de la historia, te invitamos a leerla.
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"One body: A death, a suicide, and now a murder. Lunacy is settling over, leaving its fingerprints on them, while breathing down their necks. The warm kiss of air is mistaken for nothing but a midnight breeze, and finger prints not much more than dirt. "Are you worthy enough, huh? Do you think I'm such a fool? You'll die there. Ashton Kahn. Mark my words. You are going to die and your family is going to live a dead life. You know what grief is? Of course, why would YOU know? You haven't been miserable for once in your life, have you? You have always been the super-star, haven't you? Of course you'll die. You deserve nothing but a deadly, rotten grave. You are such a chick, aren't you? Huh. I hate you Ashton Kahn. You are so mean. You think wealth is the world. You think beauty is the world. Don't you find having the best muscles, having the best grades, having the perfect eyes, having the perfect clothes, shoes-" Her words were so powerful, her expression meaner. She meant it. And how right she was. There I was, living a beautiful life. Of course I had no idea what misery is. I'd never been miserable for a second. Hah. She was giving me a lesson. The feeling was so intense, her words ruling my brain, empowering my veins. I was so useless. Have I ever cried? Have I ever thought why people say Life is just a Lie? Did I ever care why was the guy behind the coffee shop shutters crying? Did I ever gave it a second thought what did that guy felt when I called him Bozo? Or what was going on with that girl I heard of whose parents died a day ago? Of course, what was I capable of feeling? And there I had always thought I was the perfect me. The boy who could do anything. The boy who ruled. The boy who lived. Life is just a Lie. And for the first time in ever, I felt it to be so, so real. The reality of this was ever-awakening, it's power would have killed a soul. Life is just a Lie.

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