El tiempo es ahora

El tiempo es ahora

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Algunas vez se han puesto a pensar, si viajaran a través del tiempo, ¿Dónde les gustaría ir? Si saben la respuesta, los felicito, porque yo no. Nunca pensé en mi vida, tal cosa, no tenía tiempo, pero, rogaba todos los días , poder nacer de nuevo, rogaba despertar al otro día siendo otra persona, mi vida, es una mierda, nacer en este mundo fue un error. Un día mientras escapaba de mi padre , una mujer que jamás había visto se paró frente a mi, dijo algo que no entendí, quedé paralizada ante tanta belleza, ¿Será un ángel?. Como mi padre estaba cerca, continué corriendo, el sol se cubrió de negro, solo recuerdo haberme caído al piso, lo único que podía ver mientras mis ojos se cerraban eran los ojos, de aquella mujer.
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I've dreamed of the perfect marriage ever since I was a little girl: a marriage complete with a hardworking husband while I tended to the home and our children, preferably four little rugrats to call my own. I dreamed of a life filled with laughter, joy, and success, a life we built together. I dreamed of growing old next to my husband, creating a great love story to tell our grandchildren someday. It all seemed so possible. I was raised to be the perfect wife, after all. From the outside, it seemed I had exactly what I dreamed of with the rich, determined husband; the brilliant, gaudy diamond ring; and the beautiful home filled with the hope of future children. Yes, it was all a dream come true. I should have felt grateful, really. The problem is, I also wanted a marriage based on love, passion, and affection, but those are the only things my husband cannot give me . . . . . . because they're reserved for her. For readers: * I do my best to proofread before publishing, but some typos and errors will slip through. Feel free to point them out! * Comments, active engagement, and helpful critiques are welcomed. * Mean, unnecessary comments that attack me, personally, or other commenters will be ignored and deleted. It takes a lot of courage to publish your work and for others to actively engage in a community. I'd like to keep this a safe and fun place to rage at imperfect heroes and cheer for darling heroines! * I'm not a spicy writer. I rather use my word count for plot, character development, and GROVEL!!! * Most importantly, I hope you enjoy the little world I'm creating. Happy reading, everyone! ADS/Imaginationgirl35

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