Las Cartas que no pude entregar

Las Cartas que no pude entregar

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Madeline Smith se podía enfrentar con cualquier reto que la vida podría presentarle, gracias a su don de siempre verle el lado positivo a las cosas. Pero, no todo podía salir bien. Un problema llegó a su vida, uno el cual, la cambió por completo. Su lema antes era: Ser positiva ante la voz negativa. Pero esa voz negativa que ella se refería antes, era de las que la rodeaba. Pero ahora, la voz negativa, es la de su mente. ¿Cómo podría resolver aquél problema cuando la voz de su mente la hacía sentirse derrotada y vacía? ¿Cómo podría resolverlo, cuando a diario pensaba de aquél día, y aquella noche que lo cambió todo? Claro, tenía una idea, cartas. Escribiría su problema en cartas para poder callar aquella voz que la hacía cambiar su forma de ver la vida. ¿Lo lograría, o se quedaría derrumbada en el dolor por el resto de su vida? ✉
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