Mi historia / My History |
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Una pequeña historia de MIA Ese día desde que amaneció supe que sería diferente, los rayos del sol entraban por la ventana y mi corazón latía más rápido que de costumbre. Mucha gente entraba y salía, algunos me miraban pero ninguna lograba gustarme del todo. Todo trascurría normal, estaba un poco aburrida cuando de pronto la vi; mi corazón se paro, era ralamente lo que buscaba. Joven, descomplicada pero muy elegante y a la moda, vestía de rojo al igual que yo por lo cual me puse aún más feliz. Empezó a ver a mis compañeras pero ninguna hacia que ella sonriera. Llego el momento, ella me vio y sus ojos brillaron; me tomó en sus brazos sintiendo mi suavidad y olor, luego miró en mi interior y una sonrisa salió de sus labios al ver la tela satinada con flores que me envolvía. “Esta es MIA” dijo, “Amplia, cómoda y hermosa”. Me tomó en sus brazos y me llevó. Mi corazón se alegro, yo siempre supe que sería suya. Había logrado conseguir una amiga, alguien con quien compartir todo el día, alguien que tuviera la confianza de poner en mi todo su mundo. ......................................... A little story about MIA Since the moment the sun came out, I knew that day would be different, the shimmers of sun came through the window and my heart beat was much faster than usual. Many people came in and out; some looked at me, but none that I really liked. Everything was happening regularly, I was a little bit bored when all of a sudden I saw it. My heart stopped, it really was what I was looking for. Young, laid-back but really elegant and trendy, she was wearing red, I was wearing red too for which I was even happier. She started looking at my peers, but none made her smile. Time had come, she saw me and her eyes shined. She took me in her arms feeling my softness and scent, then she looked inside me and a smile came from her lips as she saw the flowered satin fabric which surrounded me. “This is mine” she said, “Spacious, comfortable and beautiful”. She took me in her arms and took me. Mi heart was happy, I always knew I would be hers. I had been able to find a friend, someone with whom I could share all day, someone who can trust, someone who can place her entire world in me.
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