Todo menos Nosotras

Todo menos Nosotras

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Romance
Dicen que las historias de amor tienen un inicio claro. La nuestra no. Empezó con mensajes, con risas, con miradas que duraban más de lo normal. Con una conexión que crecía cada día, aunque ninguna de las dos se atreviera a decir lo que estaba pasando. No era amistad. Pero tampoco era amor... al menos no uno que pudiéramos vivir. Esta es la historia de todo lo que fuimos. Y de todo lo que nunca nos permitimos ser.
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Camera

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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