Plus one it fights for money I leave agastada, the fight have if occurred, they are more frequent. However, still I have hopes and remains a little reliable in it I love because it and I want also trusting the love of it. It takes when me in the arms, it says affectionate words, I feel a squeeze in the heart and perdoo. I have pardoned always, but the Gigis, Anas and Marianes more go appearing each time happen frequently. Still it has another question: The Internet with orkut, msn, facebook It swears: – Mor, strict professional, pupils are, necessary to be in contact. Ok! I dissimulate that I believe and I go remembering Gullar Blacksmith: ' ' I do not want to have reason, I only want to be feliz.' ' Yesterday, by chance, reading a story of a girl whom it writes with much limpidity and in a pure language attracts that me, I discovered in way to the photos, one where the young woman is of hands given with it. I recognized, of face, those brown hands that, in the photo, hold of it.
My God! He could not be. It is a girl, has dezessete years! What this? the professional ethics, moral, the respect, the position of professor? I remembered it in one another photograph where it declaims poetry Centenarian of Axe of Assis, I believe. Pupil praised for it and that I learned to admire. The world fell on me. I cried, exclamei, I placed in ' ' prensa' ': – What it means pra you? – Mor, interest, nothing, nothing excessively, I am not, I can see For the love of God, he believes I love, you, never, never you tra. I yielded, although the diffidence.
But I was one more time to verify. Fua daqui, fua from there, I discovered one another one orkut of it. Other young women, some pupils and seminaked pupils, women She is excessively. My stomach if twists, has will to vomit. I look for, again, in blog of the girl of the photo. Of one day for another one, it deletou. He is obvious. In some way, it she made with that it excluded the page. Which will be the reason that it gave? Which the alleged reason? Then it still keeps contact? Until I imagine, must have said this: – She is a woman insane person pursues who me, she makes threats, etc etc. I can lose the job because of this! It denied as it, it must also denied have me. Judas! If I still had some doubt, only the fact of the photos ' ' desaparecerem' ' it would be enough to give to me certainty to it. Worse it is the mourning remains that me. Disdain for it to be so vile. How it can? It is only one full girl of dreams. I think about it with penalty, I know there, must be feminine solidarity, the fact is that taste of it. It will be that it suffered or it still suffers? I go to lie down, but still I search the words of it, wanted to be able to read in the space between lineses, to guess what it is transferred. It seems so innocent! The dessert, pie of maracuj, go down bitter as sour fruit. Tomorrow Tomorrow it is one another day, day to take attitude and resolutions.