Fragmentos de Marie. | #POP2017.

Fragmentos de Marie. | #POP2017.

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Esta es la historia de dos amigas que, luego de sus años de amistad, se vieron obligadas a alejarse; Chloé, tuvo que irse del país en búsqueda de 'mejores oportunidades' mientras que Marie, teniendo pocas posibilidades se dedicó a estudiar y trabajar. Ambas siguieron con su vida, hablando tan sólo de vez en cuando y pensándose, como única manera de sentir que estaban juntas pese a la distancia. Marie, al extrañarle demasiado se decidió por escribirle una pequeña carta a diario y prometió guárdalas con esmero para poder entregárselas el dia que se encontraran de nuevo. Estos son los pequeños fragmentos de Marie.
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For seventeen years, I was trapped in a boring life, the people I made contact with everyday are my parent, Julia and no one else, my aunt drops by occasionally. I want more than that boring life, I want to stop being home school, I want to know how life is by not living under the watchful eyes of my parent and I got it when I spent my last year in high school at Blake high school. It was crazy, I experienced a lot, I met the mighty P-12, Every happy Linda, Annoying Amy, mysterious Isabella, Joel and his bully crew, playful Zion, boyish and troublesome Mitchello, cunny Irantiola, sweethearted Bee and my heartrob leandro. I learnt something which I still held with me till today, the people you least expected to hurt you will hurt you most, you can never tell someone can hurt you until the person hurt you. I am glad I left home, I made some mistakes and I learnt my lesson, never judge someone you just met because you can never tell their story, how life has dealt with them, what makes them what they are presently, I have a lot to talk about in my story.

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