Si te molestaras en conocerme

Si te molestaras en conocerme

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Ella era de las invisibles, de las "No escuchadas", no era una popular, ni una nerd conocía a las personas, pero, ellas no siempre la recordaban. Lavina se conocía a sí misma como "El fantasma de la escuela". Le era difícil confiar en las personas, solo era ella misma con las personas que la conocían de toda la vida, no hablaba mucho con personas nuevas, si la conocías era alegre, divertida, ocurrente y con toda clase de chistes, pero, si no solo sería aburrida, seria, inexpresiva pero sobretodo callada. Alguien como yo... (La autora) Que no habla si no es necesario ocultando una parte importante de su identidad, si te molestaras en conocerla te sorprenderías de todas sus estupideces, expresiones, pasiones, todo aquello que no se ve en las apariencias de una niña callada. Dicen que las personas calladas -si confían en ti- serán de las más divertidas y más importantes de tu vida, solo... "SI TE MOLESTARAS EN CONOCERME"
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