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¿Qué me dirías si te cuento que estoy muerta?
¿Cerrarías la historia, te reirías o tendrías miedo?
¿Y si te digo que yo también tuve miedo?
Preguntas que había leído en libros estúpidos ahora no tan estúpidos. 
Pero... yo te lo contaré de manera diferente:

Si pensabas que era imposible andar por las calles de una gran ciudad, que había demasiadas personas en un estadio, o, por ejemplo, que era casi imposible moverse en la Meca, es que nunca en tu "vida" has estado muerta. 
 Si, queridos amigos, yo estoy muerta y lo seguiré estando, por lo que, si de algún modo milagroso esto llega a ti, es por eso, por un milagro, porque alguna fuerza o alguien aquí importante a que los tengas, por eso te invito a leer mi historia...

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Aviso por si hay algún lector muy crédulo, obviamente NO estoy muerta, solo es parte de la historia. De paso también avisar que con esta historia no pretendo ofender a nadie y crear burla hacía nadie.

Una vez aclarado esto espero que disfruten de la lectura.Todos los derechos reservados

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