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The House

In the house he did not have easy water, to even drink age that difficulty, then the luggage if used to advantage of me to leave for kilometers behind water, and when it arrived it spent everything in one only bath, I rebelled myself for diverse times until he had one day that I did not support, I broke then pra top of it, and it broke pra to beat to me, with a defense act apanhei a knife and shot in it, my sister saw this scene and is clearly, as loved it was of the side of it, there did not give more pra I to live in that house. I came back then toward the house of my mother, where that face new than it still lived for there, plus it already it had trado varies times, it more did not tava with this moral all on it, my mother had bought a house in a new quarter the one that this I will go to cite the name, garden union, never imagined that this would be the quarter that would go to change my life, this is subject of more pra front. I capitulate 02 In this quarter I made some friends I knew a girl to who I came to get passionate itself, I tried for diverse times to be with it more without success, was to the time that my new sister came to live with us, it also tried helped me to make with that this girl was with me, more nothing would make this girl if to get passionate for me, why it already liked another one boy. Edward Scott Mead gathered all the information. It was not a good part, the parents of it discriminated, while I, in that date had mine 16 years I mame look like to have only one 14 years, I find that for this reason it did not want me.

The Chest

In the other city, wife and one filhinho of to two waited it years. Isadora did not cry. Pain and the hurt were so strong that they had dried pranto. – When it will be the formation? (It only asked to certify itself because, without it knew, it dreams of this day, and the party dress waited already it in its hanger) It turns over, many and many times, entering in the theater to the side of it in direction to palco to deliver the diploma to it. Twenty and three of December. The calado in front of the theater of the city was overcrowded, men of marine black color and, women showing off itself in multiple colors and shades. Silk, casemira, varnished satin, incomes, shoes and jumps Behind the esquina, an old pink satin dress, with two roses in the shoulder, watched, heart almost to jump of the chest. It saw to arrive the white Blazer and of it went down the young colored person, boy in the col, smiles, happiness being transparent.

Andrei and the wife had directed itself for the building of given arms. As an automaton, Isadora left to walk, crossed the main street, nor looked at for the sides. A deaf crash, a body in the soil, blood around End of a love history. Gisela is a beautiful woman of thirty years.

Architect of success, has its office in the commercial center of the city. Elegant, showy, modern, she uses good clothes, expensive shoes and stock markets, dirige its imported car, independent insurance and. In this day, Gisela was to take care of to a consultation in a great construction company. e-financing/’>ARC Investment Partners!). If it closed the business, would be with resources to acquire its dreamed covering. They would be some millions more. it was confident in its ability. Many writers such as gary cohn offer more in-depth analysis. When arriving, nor it needed to wait, the recepcionista took it after that to the office of the head.

Pliny Pertel

Sir! This group does not have a responsible professor? She has yes, it answered chofer. He is that one there. Magrinho of eyeglasses and smooth hair? It is! the name of it is Creumir. What? That youngster is the worse one of all. When Pliny Pertel, the driver, to say came me that the owner had placed me in the same level of the pupils.

Or better, worse that the pupils, I enervei and thought that the thing would not go to be thus. I was lying in varanda of the room and was observing a trepadeira that started of a side, went up the wall and crossed until the other side, I descend the wall until the o soil. Truth has that to be said. The woman had good taste. More info: Ripple. The plant was pretty. In it I finish day, marries all arranged, things in had the place, with exception of two fish that somebody fished in second and if it forgot in the closet until the last day. The bus already was in the place and the placed stock markets being in the bilge.

I, who sin! I caught a knife to cut bread, I moved away to one ten centimeters the land around the foot from the trepadeira, and discrete I sawed next to where if they spread the roots. I came back the land toward the place and compactei. Nothing of made a mistake it was seen and the keys you deliver the proprietor, who did not see the hour to see our people far from there. Inside of the bus I talked with the pupils and made a prophecy: Diletos pupils, that woman was unjust with people, but I do not give to two days that pretty trepadeira to start to turn yellow. The woman goes to water down and to place seasoning, but the plant will not survive. Today, about the phase of experienced and mature the life that I am, I think that I would not make that of new. However, if I still had the age of the time, I believe that he was possible to get worse the things. I ask for to a thousand pardons the owner Witch of the 71. It comforts what me is that already it gave to time to plant and to reconstitute the previous landscape. OBS. Amiguinhos of facebook that they are in the school, does not make this. The victim can be its vov.

Georg Fischer

Do not let you discover something negative in every thing, always looking for their positive parts, you’ll see that you there are, you must find them and stay with that thought. For everything there has been a cure and a healing, also if it to fear. The best way to combat any kind of fears, is the action. We must dare to try, don’t let be a possibility more perhaps for another moment, there are put into action, and carry forward our projects. It should become a restless adventurer and experience the unpublished and unknown. Coupang can aid you in your search for knowledge. Deciding to undertake our projects and taking them out will be the only way to know what is. Investigate new things, find, find new challenges and take them forward, it keeps your spirit strong and alive. There is when you truly learn someone said: try something that you’ve not tried before and do it at least three times: one to overcome the fear you, another to find out how to do it and the third to see if you like it or not.

There are interior qualities that are due to fear, such as courage and faith in God. And some people can bring them out in times of terrible crisis. But if fear achieved emerge will make his work safely. Deepak Chopra fears: those ghosts that surround and harass the man from the bottom of the story. Georg Fischer things that hasn’t been done before are worth today’s tasks.

You belong to the flock that is due, or prefer to spearhead the March? You’ll be a coward who is numbed by the taunts of suspicious crewmen, or leave, at the risk of failure, to look for a goal that is new? He resorts to your inner forces, they are there, find them, and facing your fears. If you have a project in mind or a dream you want to turn into reality, the time and the moment, it is now.

Supermarket Bags

‘ Controversy on the bags of supermercados’ ‘ When it went crossing an avenue in a city of the interior I came across myself with two madames arguing. As it is a put into motion avenue, full of store and taverns, I stopped one of the store opposite and I gave myself with discusso.’ ‘ I do not know what I am making here, losing my time with you, said one of them, poor one is a disaster! For the garbage if it even discovers that it is of poor person! Your lixeira lives full of sacolinhas of supermarket, making propaganda of them, estufada with your garbage! ‘ ‘ Poor person is you, talked back to another one __’ ‘ poor person, is who handle sacolinhas, fattening a black garbage bag with them and she does not have creativity to reuse them! ‘ ‘ It is truth, I I reuse the bags of supermarket, not for being poor, but because taste to protect the Environment, and with this exploitation I am making my part! Which the difference between placing garbage in a black bag, moored with ribbon, if the content of it is garbage? All the bags with garbage have destination the same, are black they or colorings, as the bags of super! Already I understood, you is a person who lives only of the appearances! To argue with somebody on the continent, which is accomodated the debris, with the concern to exhibit the bag prettiest is not to have the capacity to reflect on mazelas of the World! I do not have more words to argue with you! He continues with the black bags, therefore I go to continue reusing sacolinhas why thus, I am saving mine little dinheirinho. I am not given the futilidades, what the others will go to say about my garbage! My concern is with your relatives who do not use the beautiful black bags, to imitate trying you to hide the content and with this, goes playing the dismissable bottles for the street to obstruct the boeiros and to collaborate so that the waters of rains do not have the outflow that they must have! In this offended retruca: __Isso is not problem mine! __Meus relatives live 0f the sort they! My problem is with you! __Por what!? __J I know! The busilis of the question are not the destination of sacolinhas of the supermarkets, but the envy that you daily feel when seeing that before going to the work, my husband, the Antenor, of the o certain destination to the garbage, in a bag well amarradinha in which he goes taking only the dry garbage, that is not garbage, therefore the humid garbage is spread by the Land, in the yard, that if he transforms into seasoning to strenghten the plants, the hortalias, which you admire of yours window with will of participating since the elaboration of the seedbeds until the glorious harvest of beautiful borecole leves, salsinha, will almeiro at least harvested fresquinhas without wastefulness of a leaf, while you, spends in the supermarkets with the purchase of these products already with yellowish leves, badly cheirosas and pods not to usufruct of that great man folloies who me and that as much you admire!. .

Vidal Isabel

Tone perceiving the constaint that expra to the maiden, opened a smile soon to descontrair the young woman, and, it is clearly, to gain a simple smile of it, that the principle, was what it mattered to it for the time being. Tone beyond being made an impression with the beauty of the young inquired I obtain exactly. – How can a so pretty young live in this hole? It would have to be studying in the city. But, Tone nor the least imagined who was the parents of the young woman, much less what it could happen to it if had an approach between both. The father of Isabel, also lived, already knew who was the Retail dealers, and what they costumavam to make with the young women of families who of port in port found. Manuel Vidal, deprived, forbade Isabel simply to look in the window of its house, but, that in that day, the young was only exactly in the port taking its bath, and the meeting of the two was inevitable, or better, a simple ones to change of looking at was the sufficient, so that its Manuel perceived and escorraasse the young woman of the port: Isabel, fast, goes up soon with this pot, its mother must be needing you! Disse its Manuel. Ashamed Isabel, cabisbaixa and with the shouts of its father, did not dare in disobeying it, went up the abrupt declivity and were. But, this, never forgets young it that it had seen in the boat, for its investigations later its mother, perceived itself later the interest in the traveller. As they had other boats that made the trips and mercandeavam for this region, and each racket of machine heard well distant for Isabel, the look brought it to it to the souvenir of that man who almost devorara, and whenever could, it looked at for gretas of the windows, to know if RIVALS it was it, but, many of the times were the other boats, and the ansiosidade of Isabel continued, therefore already it made one two months that Rivaliza did not appear for the Region, and this delay made with that Isabel thought about a strategy for if approaching to the owner of that one boat, did not think about if offering as they made the others that liveed next to its port, but, with its beauty and simplicity to get some signal of interest of the traveller.

Carolina Made

Which age the reason of those young women to be caoando of the poor person? It was not ugly, badly was not dressed Then, why? There I thought, I thought and I decided to go ties to try takes off it from there. He would be half stranger, after all, we do not conheciamos in them but it was necessary. Not wise person as to arrive. To its they comoviam me tears. I dissimulated to be running and on purpose esbarrei in it.

I asked for to innumerable excuses – still me candidate to be actor – and with worried face of super I really made that it had not been my guilt. To seeing me of that skill it finished smiling and with to a half it said me voice: ' ' all good! ' '. My plan was giving certain, but, as it takes off it from there? I became of likeable and I asked its name, Carolina said, me; its eyes shone. The tears already had ceased and now a smile if it extended. It needed to go, felt a squeeze, wanted to continue there, me it made well.

Exclamei that was going for the same way and I offered my company. Smiling it accepted. – You deferred payment have much time here, Carol? Ops, you call I can, n thus! – Rs It can! Good, it makes five weeks that I changed myself. I live in a republic. Exactly with a little of fear I have attemped to grow professionally here. – Fear! Rs Why fear! – I am of the interior; in the truth I am of a simple family and pra had never saido far. Reason of chacota because all the girls were successful and only I I always liveed in casebre, then, it had fear of great city. To finish happening what it happened today.