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I thought I might need to tell this story not because it will change the world but I want you to know that there are people who really care though they don't or can't say it.

It was a sunny and hot day in August when I saw a girl waiting to cross the avenue  which was full of vehicles that headed toward the south. She had life upon her head and dreams inside her eyes. May be none will come true but she wouldn't give up until she reached at least one. This girl had a lot of stories to tell but no one to listen to any of them, I could hear and see some. Certainly, she had been through a lot and besides that she still fought to accomplish certain goals. She was listening sweet melodies through some strange device in her ears while she remembered tons of non-accomplished swevens; people that hurted her, that disliked her, that supported and loved her, the loneliness of being by herself and not worth of anything.

I wanted to tell her how much she is worth, how amazing and important she is but I couldn't so I gave her a sign... I turned red.

Obstacles might come when she goes away, but with my security and my cherry warmness she will be able to get to the other side of the dreamed path she has. Memories might run against and sadness may try to crash her in the back and break her until she falls in a kind of melancholic background reality, but if I can stop that I will, so she can be safe and know that I'll be there always to protect her even though I can't say it.

~PriixNeshw;!*