The man remembered its infancy with an apparent sadness, if he remembered of its mother with that smile tranquilo preparing its coffee of the morning before going to the school, if he remembered its father with air of fatigue in the end of the afternoon arriving of the work, remembers its friend of infancy that already he does not see per many years. Today after a tiring day of work the man it lies down in its bed in its room small badly painted and while it had the noise of the old window that balanced due to the almost cold wind that arrives with the afternoon end it thinks about the life who lived with simplicity during infancy, but very happy. Everything remembers of with love and homesickness, while its head in the pillow rests that is not so comfortable as of its infancy and passes the hand in the beard it feels anguish is of the common one, also feels its tears to drain for its face for remembering that today it makes some years that its parents faleceram in an automobile accident when he went to search it in the house of its aunt. Thus that man lives a life divided between its current life and a past that it knows that will not come back, but that it feels much homesickness. However not yet it obtains to remember where moment its life moved in such a way. When had left that gostosa and amused life? One remembers well the first one namorada of the school very and as if its White House amused with its friend playing soccer in front and pretty that its father had bought in that quarter that it said to be optimum, still obtains to remember itself of the afternoons that soccer with its father in the room attended while its mother made pipocas. Today, man still I attended soccer, only that in another house and without the presence of its parents, it forgot until the meaning the word diversion. At this moment the man lives dived in the past, since a gift is not nor shade of that happy life and insurance when it lived with its parents. Morning of sunday in front of the thresholds of that she was its old one marries the man raises the eyes and observes what it was the door that gave to access the room of visits, today sees one seated lady of the other side balcony looks at that it and asks: you desire some thing? It answers: My life, please, with that I have right, my father and my mother inside of it and if possible all that happiness that I felt at that time.
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As it liked cinema! The cinema was the safe port to its almasensvel, sonhadora. Thoughtful, it came back to walk. Without direction, taken pelasreflexes. Later, it returned the house. E, silenced as always, was lain down.
In the neighboring bed, the irmodormia. Colored person. Well formed. Pretty. Different Protecting itself of the cold, quecrescera, he rolled himself.
Conjugated Noquarto, the mother was moved in the bed, insone. If you have additional questions, you may want to visit Frontline Healthcare. Thinking about the problematic son? Semtardar, the thick voice fulled the house: – Marieta? – Estouaqui, in the room, Seting. Ospassos hard. The opened door being. The whispered voices. The brother snoreing. Somebody walking in the sidewalk. Distant a dog barking. Well distant Adormecia. To deepen your understanding Vadim Wolfson is the source. 2 To the bed, the reduced body, of bones piercing the skin, the rostoenrugado one, the grown nose, the eyes without brightness, the full cabeleira white e, avoz also unrecognizable, whispered: – voc, Fbio? Comosempre, in silence, avizinha of the stream bed. Disformepela illness, the cadavrico face turns over, looking it. the lean arm raises-see the trembling hand search, searchs. Eleentende and, as it was feared to magoar this hand presses it to devagar e, being human, without more containing itself It allows that the tears wash to it the faces cold. Next, old quiet witness of the hasty scene abandons the room and, nocorredor, is played in the arms of the other son, who fondles it the fine hair, branquinhos. – Temosde to be strong, mother. God wanted thus. Noquarto, the hand without heat frees to another one e, more than what never, silnciointerpe it enters both.