Abzurdah❤
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Last published Sat, Oct 13, 2018
La historia trata sobre una chica (Cielo/Abzurdah) que sufre de anorexia nerviosa por culpa de su ex-novio Alejandro.
Cielo estaba en su habitación llorando por un chico, cuando de repente le llega un mensaje en el cual le dicen que ella es muy bonita,etc. Cosa que ella le responde y así pasaron semanas"conociéndose virtualmente". Deciden hacer una salida para conocerse en persona. Abzurdah sentía algo por el.
Tiempo después empezaron a verse mas seguido, haciendo una relación confusa.
Abzurdah tenia apenas 17 años cuando lo conoció, el era 10 años mayor.
Su madre poco despues se entero de todo castigandola, etc. Abzurdah le dijo todo lo ocurrido a Alejo haciendolo enojar.
Ellos no se vieron durante mucho tiempo, haciendo que Cielo se sintiera mal; le envio un mensaje diciendole que ya no queria nada con el. Luego ella se arrepintio y le pidio perdon. Nunca contesto
Cuando cumplio 18 años hizo una fiesta a la cual el estaba invitado (nunca vino) ella adolorida vomito. Desde ese dia descubrio que vomitando sacaria su sufrimiento.
Asi paso otro año sin saber nada de el. Por eso se le ocurrio estudiar en la ciudad donde el vivia.
Hecho esto descubrio una inesperada sorpresa... Tomando la descion de suicidarse.
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