Os três extremos

Os três extremos

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Três garotas, três universos, três estilos de vida e uma paixão. "Ana Luiza andava pela festa apressada, fugindo de seus patrocinadores. Precisava encontrar suas amigas o mais rápido possível. Já passavam das duas horas e, ás 6 da manhã, teria de viajar para a casa de seus avós para sua própria festinha de 20 anos ao lado da família. Suas madeixas loiras e compridas cobriam a parte das costas que o vestido deixava à mostra quando foi capturada por um flash. Ana Lu era viajante, modelo, a família que bancava todas as suas viagens. Tinha terminado um namoro de 3 anos à poucos meses atrás e se sentia mais livre que nunca. Pronta para viver sua vida da maneira que sempre sonhou. (...) Ao mesmo tempo, mas em um lugar totalmente diferente, Sophia curtia o show de uma banda que começava a crescer em sua pequena cidade. (...) A menina, que morava bem longe de seus pais mesmo aos 19 anos, foi para casa que dividia com um gato carregando três amigas bêbadas no banco de trás de seu carro, presente do avô. Jade não estava em nenhuma festa ou show, como Ana Lu e Sophia. Na realidade, a menina não estava nem fora de casa. (...) Passava a maior parte de seu final de semana estudando. Isso quando não resolvia chamar os amigos de sempre para brincar de jogos de tabuleiro e rachar a pizza clássica da sexta-feira à noite. Era até difícil acreditar que vidas em ritmos tão diferentes poderiam se encontrar perdidas nos mesmos olhos cor de mel."
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You had been attending the same school for over 15 years, obviously because you were born in the small town in North Carolina. You were living a pretty normal life, till all of the abductions started happening in 1977. But lets go back a bit. Lets go back to the year 1976. You had been on a night shift on November 18th, 1976. There were many more people than your previous shift. Really the only people there were dropouts, druggies, drug dealers, freaks, and alcoholics. All around the ages 14-22. Everybody was pretty chill with eachother, except for a few people, but that was just the minority. You had been zoned out while staring at the clock, then suddenly heard a DING! Some kid wanted to buy some cigarettes again. You looked at him and he said "Jesus kid, you in a mental insitute or something? Snap out of it." you ringed him up after he asked you for a pack of camels, and then looked at a familiar guy playing pinball. The same blonde that got over 100,000 his last time he came. Everybody started hyping him up, so he's trying to beat 100,000. You remember the mess you had to clean up after some kid accidently knocked over a bunch of beer. You like to not think about how it ruined your favorite pair of shoes. He messed up again, and kicked the machine. You yelled out to him "That thing costs money you know." then he looked at you. His face almost looked angelic. But he had been the jerk of your highschool, so he couldn't be that angelic. He looked away and picked at his pockets. He pulled out nothing. He started walking up to you and started asking for a dime. "Come on, I feed you guys this money all the damn time. Plus you will just get it back." "Then maybe don't waste all your money on pinball. We've gained around $200 with you coming here almost everyday. Thanks for that." and then you smiled while picking up your book. He looked at you in anger, then you looked back up at him. He looked like he was in a bad mood. "Here's a dime." you said handing him a dime.

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