Un experimento para la deprecion

Un experimento para la deprecion

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Tantas veces que vi fotos de los chicos llorando, tuve ganas de abrazarlos y demostrarles que no estaban solos aun que se sintieran así. Cuando leí Don't let me go fue uno de los momentos más tristes de mi vida y no por que no tenga problemas... El solo pensar que eso pasa por la mente de Harry y que lo escribió, que la letra era totalmente de el, me sentí mal, odie que se sintiera de ese modo. Si alguien no la ha leído o escuchado búsquenla, he llorado cada vez que la oigo. Ella va a llegar a su vida y le va a ayudar y lo va a salvar como el hizo con ella, espero que les guste, será muy romántica y tendrá escenas muy fuertes que las harán llorar. No me odien yo las amo mucho<3
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In life, we do things we regret, or that we wish we could wipe from our memory forever. At the age of 15, I didn't think I'd regret anything until I was an adult. I considered myself care free. I lived life one day at a time. Well, as much as a 15 year old can. But in life, there are also things that we can't change, that we can't forget. Circumstances change, events occur, and life as we know it is altered forever. For me, it was one night, that set in motion a series of events that I wouldn't be able to forget, even if I tried to. *************************** My life was spectacular, or cool, but I was content, and that's all that mattered. I wasn't overly popular, I wasn't the prettiest girl, and I didn't live in a mansion. I did have a great boyfriend, and amazing friends, and hell, I wasn't doing too bad in school either. But that all changed one night, as I was walking home at night. I witnessed a man murder someone he claimed was a snitch, something to do with a gang deal gone wrong. When I found my parents dead the next day in a serial killers wet dream, my naive self decided the best thing I could do, was run, giving up everything I loved. After 2 years, 3 dead members of the gang and a new school, I was found. When secrets are unraveled and with the FBI somehow involved, nothing is as it ever seemed.

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