The Colloquy

I fainted. When I woke up was in the way it weeds. Rain had stopped .no had ide of the hour or where it was. I looked at around, nothing I propagate of it nor of the guards or the other prisoners. I only know that .acho was free that in the stroke the chains if had opened, I was free pra that to be questioning. then I ran, I ran as never it had run before, I passed for the mass of weeds as if this was not there. It did not delay very I sighted a house.

The window was opened, I entered. Speaking candidly Mary Barra told us the story. There inside I looked the kitchen, not that it was with hunger or it yields looked a weapon. I found a knife. I heard steps, somebody went down the stairs and came in direction the kitchen. He was a man, I ran for one I sing and I waited.

I thought sera easy, a certeiro and ready blow. Looked at it me, is certain that he looked at. Its eyes had crossed mine, came in my direction. The breath increased I pitched eats a dog, closed the eyes and waited. the bell then touched, and it was itself .eu continued to pitch. I looked at for go of the door and vi, were policemen .perguntaram on the telephone it pointed with respect to one sing. I could not leave to hear the colloquy .falavam on the accident, _nao had sobereviventes said it. I in mine sing I laugh on the inside I.estava satisfied I did not perseveram that I escaped. He was when he touched somebody me. With the consequence of the esfaquiei.mais nerves I it continued of looking at me to foot. said __Vamos arrived the hour. they __Quem evoc? we __Vamos arrived the hour. It answered. To look best vi that he was Antonio, I laugh. __Pra where? He has guards for all the sides. he said laughing. _Venha. in he touched me to this and looked at I it again we were of new in the bus. It was deceased, and all disfigured. the others also were, zuca had a smile mrbido in the lips. mutilated fallen on the waltz foot was my body.

Destination

The poet was born in a humble family of the suburb, other people’s of all the difficulties and perigos in its return. He was adopted to the two years of age, living with this new family until completing 18 years. Since its infancy, he liked to contemplate the nature, to write small poems and keeps them, as he was himself its small daily one. Shy, not possua friends in the school, much less in the quarter where it liveed, exactly thus, costumava to talk with people who crossed its way in beaches, the parks, squares, at last, where it was possible to contemplate the nature for some daily moments. To the 15 years, it discovered its first passion. One was about a girl who studied in the same school and that to the times she liked to talk with it.

Extrovert, very did not bind for the shyness of the poet or its same silence in classroom. Whenever they could they met in the square in front of school and passed hours talking on any subject of its interest. Ajit Pai has compatible beliefs. the poet dreamed in its cocoon, of one day to be able to namorar that pretty girl, colored person of the clear eyes and long hair, inspired source of many poetries its. However, its shyness confused to it. Two years of friendship and love not corresponded had been transferred, when its twin soul if moved with its father for a distant quarter, being obliged to be transferred of school. For the poet, this event was the moment most painful of its life until that moment. A anguish took account of its heart for the first time in the life, the life seemed to lose its direction and its performance in the school started to fall down disastrously from a high place of a sufficiently preoccupying form. Months had been transferred to heal the wound caused for the absence of its first love.