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Where if it would have put this girl? My parents had also made a minute search in house and in the yard, but nor signal of it. They had even looked for in the hen house, where every day it went with my mother pra to catch eggs. You may find that NBA can contribute to your knowledge. It simply was not in none of these places. All we, the crianada one, the uncle Dimitrius, my parents, find in them, our Headquarters, in the kitchen, to the side of the Gertrudes, to decide what to make, and great quo was our surprise when the uncle Dimitrius opened the refrigerator to catch water who was there inside? Proper caulinha. Uuufff! How I alliviate we feel! In the running, in the desperation, nobody gave attention that ours cachorrinho, the Xampu, was the time all to the side of ' ' Gertrudes' ' , not wide it of my sister caulinha.
With certainty it saw when it locked itself in the refrigerator and was there waiting it to leave and also she stops informing in them that it was there. Laugh had been alone. But nobody obtained today until explaining as one criancinha of four years obtained to lock itself in a refrigerator, with a door so weighed as ' ' Gertrudes' '. In the early 70’s, the refrigerator in such a way called the attention the people in our small city that some had arrived at the point to venderem ice to the children who did not know or that they did not have refrigerators. In the entire country the popularity of the refrigerator was enormous. They had made until a music speaking on the capacity to make ice of the refrigerator, was one I dialogue between father e
07.20.20The Chest
I thought to have heard a clap, later birds flying I am certain that I heard a clap Perhaps it has not heard Who knows if it was not the sound of the booms of waters falling of the waterfall. Perhaps it has heard another thing, any thing that I do not know what and I confused with a clap, however, clap or not, I felt a twinge in the chest and falls in the soil, assassinated! God mine, I was assassinated! Vi to far the assassin running in enormous running. I ran behind it I reached and it, I played it in the soil I kicked and it with violence. I grasped to it for the shoulders and I cried out: Why? Why? But it did not answer me word some. Estapeei to it face. All age blackout and I badly could see the eyes to it But then God mine! He cannot be! That misery is this? I saw it to it face and God mine! Oh horror of the horrors It was I.
I cried while it laughs and jede of me. I fainted and for much time I did not remember you are welcome of what it had happened If it is that some thing happened. But now I remember. I was in a house, a dirty house great Everything happened in one to blink of eyes. I know, strange thing there, seemed that I was flying very high in the sky. Then I fell suddenly, and when I gave for me he was walking thoughtful enters the corridors of the old sepultures of my ancestral ones All my relatives lay there; vi its names in the tablets and crosses, names of drunks, cowards, sick people, cripples, prostitutes, adultery and sifilticos. Of the deep tombs, seducers had looked at me to they and turn the sadness printed in my face marked for the verges an ancestral hereditary pain, inherited of them They deliberate in silence my destination, until of surprise, in one only voice, had cried out me while I passed: He comes! He comes! He comes, son ours! Who you are you? I asked to the voices called that me so insistently.
07.19.20The Crossbow
So far she did not find no crossbow fera. She made its purchases, placed everything of the bag inside and if it prepared to come even so. As soon as it left heard one very strong snore. Read additional details here: olympics. It was of ear in foot. That was very strange. It heard of new. Ecommerce will not settle for partial explanations. New strong snore. When it looks in the tip of the road came there one animal.
Animal ugly, enormous, black, it came running, snoring and freeing smoke and dust pra all side. Antonino not it had doubt: fera was the crossbow. It released the bag in the soil and ran. It only walked a bit and the crossbow fera already was in the pursuit of it. It capsized one side another one crossbow fera behind. Of time in when the crossbow fera gave some blasts to righten any living. It did not have place to hide itself. Antonino already was seen dead.
It did not have escape. Fera would be swallowed by the mule. It who fights in such a way not to be defeated by it. But its day arrived. It was the end. does not inform nobody in the farm. had plus one: who age swallowed for the mule fera, went pro hell direct, therefore it was the demon while still alive. our Antonino poor person ran. It did not have where if to hide and if to exempt of it. Suddenly it saw a portona open. Thanks to God. He was that it there it would go if to hide of it. It entered immediately in that room, but the crossbow fera wise person who it it would go to enter there. It read its thoughts. She did not have as to run away. She entered also. Soon! Now yes! The crossbow fera entered there and was snoring, snoring. It wanted to eat it in any way.
07.17.20The Building
They were the deceased of the land that prayed Relutei me in joining me its conjuncts, therefore they were conjuncts without reply. I ran away running for a distant place My eyes if open, my conscience if expands and I see and hear things that did not want to see My funny soul in one torvelinho of fire and flames Way on alive live coals with the naked feet, and I am not burnt I enter in the cavern of the lion and kiss the face of the serpent. Again the sound of a clap silences breaches it of the dawn. In the way of the street a man fell dead, in the same hour where a falling leaf falls of a tree A premature child finished to be born. In some dark place a woman trai its husband who is in house, sick person. Stars scintillate in the sky. Waves arrebentam in the beach Life that if esvai in the blackout of the death. Passion.
Perversion. Escancaradas jaws. Hunger. Mouth that all devora. Rocks transformed into breads! It does not eat this, is poisonous! The night falls. Sadness. Melancholy. Silence.
Sun appearing in the horizon. Details can be found by clicking NBA or emailing the administrator. Days that go and come back, without nothing to lead, nothing to bring. Empty days for empty souls. Ants cutting the leves of a roseiral. Sound of an airplane cutting the sky A blind knife at the hands of a sick man, cutting to the meats tenras of a woman Shouts of aid I cry. Voices of children. Pardais. Parents who play the just-born children, in the garbage. Parents who play the children of the high one of the building. Broken hearts An old one that it dies full of repentances. Occult farewells and distances in other distances Voices that nothing say. An car passes in front in the street. Fraquinha rains a rain. Yesterday it made a insuportvel heat. Barks. Commotion of well-you-vile. Died of sleep after a sleeplessness night. Died of repentance after a night of love without love. Bought love. Cheap love Pain in the chest. The way of the true life is narrow and sharp as the wire of a razor. Children playing. More barks of dogs. Again the voices of deceased if raise of the tombs and cry out for the wind!
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