Vida Marcada

Vida Marcada

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Last published Thu, Apr 11, 2019

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La gente siempre piensa que hay que agradecerle a la vida por un día mas. Yo por lo general... No lo creo. La gente suele decir que mi vida era perfecta; es decir, tengo dos hermanos mayores profesionales , vivía con mis papas en la mejor zona de Kneenes, estoy en mismo año de bachillerato. Mi vida era "normal", hasta que ese día llego. Ese maldito día en que apareció esa caja en la puerta de mi casa fue la causante de todo. Fue la causante de que mi vida fuera marcada. ¿Que mi vida cambio después de eso? Si ¿Qué ya no fui el mismo de antes? Si ¿lo logre superar? Tendrás que acompañarme en esta historia a averiguarlo.

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