L'Enfant de Lune

L'Enfant de Lune

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Levi n'aimait pas qu'on s'occupe de lui, il détestait cela. Il était d'une pâleur extrême, ses cheveux étaient pareils à l'ébène, ses lèvres roses telles de fins nuages remplis d'humidité. Oh oui, il était beau garçon, jeune, intelligent. Il était doté d'yeux orageux pleins de charme. Mais voilà, il avait honte de lui, honte de sa dépendance, honte de son handicap, honte de sa naissance.
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My escape from Springfield, Massachusetts, came in the form of an exchange program to New Delhi, India, one plane ticket for 11:00 am on the thirteenth of July. I left, taking a big suitcase and my camera. I told myself I left for the experience I'd have there, but maybe I left because of the experience I'd had here. I don't know. All I know is that I left, and then I met Maya Sumedh. Luke Waters came into my life at 12:00 pm on the fourteenth of July, a Saturday. Probably the weirdest Saturday of my life - I picked up a cute guy from the airport, was in a car crash and stayed up the whole night talking to said cute guy. Maybe I even fell in love but I didn't know it until much later. All we had was four months and camera. A camera which proved more important than we ever imagined.

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