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Dernière publication jeu., oct. 7, 2021
No pretendo llamar la atención, ni pretendo ser entendida. Este es un espacio para compartir mi crecimiento, mi vuelta al lugar que jamás debí abandonar. Quiero pedir perdón a mi yo del pasado por el abandono, por la traición a mí misma, por las trolas que ni yo misma me creía.
He estado trabajando en mi. Teniendo una jefa tan dura no te voy a mentir, no ha sido un cargo fácil. Pero ahora puedo asegurarte que puedes estar orgullosa. Y más que lo vas a estar.
He vuelto porque mi corazón así lo ha querido, y esta vez es para quedarme.
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There comes a time in everyone's life when they are faced with a difficult choice. For most people, following your instincts is easy. You know what to do, and you know what not to do. But what if you were faced with a choice that is just not that simple. When your instincts tell you one thing, but your heart tells you something else. I was faced with just such a choice. While driving down a deserted highway. I saw a car on the side of the road. Not just a car, a police car. We all know the police are trained to take care of themselves, so I drove past without stopping, but something didn't feel right. What would you have done? **This is a first draft. Please excuse any mistakes there may be. Please do not comment any corrections. I will fix them when I do the rewrite. This is also my first attempt at first person point of view so please bear with me.**
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