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Deje una lágrima caer
En el océano de sus ojos...

Deje una semilla caer
en la profundidad de su alma...

No sabria decir si su alma le ha dado acogida
pero cada lágrima que el derrama yo la recojo...

P.D. Alex.. this is for u... Y_Y

La muñeca...

Tiene la piel como una muñeca...
Es sapo y es princesa...
Es bella pero es seca...
Es insipida pero hermosa...
Es tan sólo una victima de una terca...

Que es la pobre...
Es sapo y es princesa...
Es exactamente esa,
Por quien todos mueren de hambre...

La chica perfecta...
La única en toda su especie...
Pero no hay nada que su hambre sacie...

Que es la pobre sino muñeca...
No rie, no llora, no siente...
Pobre niña que como luna creciente...
Fría como porcelana fina
Ella no es mas una mentira
Que al pasar del tiempo la deja seca...

Julia's Memories...

Chapter 2

Julia's Memories...



Julia woke up... Her sister Marianne was sleeping too. She was sleepless gliding over the sleepy city lights at 4:00 am with no reason... A little voice... Repeated constantly, there's a way... There's a way... and she started to repeat that phrase again... She said whispering

I'm watching the city sleep... I have to find the way... I have to but how..?? He's gone... He's not here with me... Every time she wishes to understand but... She can't yet... She calls God the Guilty; she calls Him the one that killed her little by little.



She remembered... She was transported into that day...



One day, she asked to herself many things she always heard about, he saw that her wondering eyes were attained to the sky; it was so deep and comfortable, so much like her arms... She stood up and asked this pair of questions she never did...



-Do you love me... for who I am..?? (Julia pauses slowly while he sees her).

-Do you... Hate the way I ask u so much..?? (Crying inside)

-I do love you why do you ask me that..?? He replied instantly

-No why..?? He answered scared to her next question.

-I see... (Pausing) You... You are the only thing I want... who knows how much I've bled to meet you… How much I've done to meet you…



- So then..?? He replied.

-It's just... I've been crying through out these days... I can't stop...

-Oh... I see... I'm your boyfriend... Cry over me if you want to Julia...

-No... I can't anymore...

-why..?? (While she was dawning on tears... he quickly held her)

-It's just... you I love you so much... and... I can't go on without you.

-Then..?? Why are you leaving me..??

-Sorry... It's just... I can't hurt you... I feel like I do it...

-no you don't... you... make me feel alive...

-Really..?? It’s just my weakness... sorry...

-Ok... Just listen... Whenever you feel like dawning on tears... please tell me how can I help you... ok..?? (Holding her tight...)

-Honey... Just do me a favor...

-What do you need my little bee..?? (Softly touching her hand...)

-Love me... (Softly)

-Ok... (Whispering)

-I hear so loud you’re whispering...But... I haven't ended yet...

-What is it baby..?? (Worried...)

-Love me... Rough... (Holding his hand tight...) Love me... Tender... (Holding his hand with loving endearment...)

- I will always love you baby... (Answering to her loving endearment)

Gris

El cielo está triste y enojado
Por que la luna se ha ido
Y el sol le ha dejado
Aunque grite
Nadie le ha escuchado
Llora, mas no dice lo que siente
Grita fuerte
Y nadie le ha buscado
Talvez se siente triste y solo
Talvez nadie lo ha abrazado
Talvez sólo se siente...
Gris.

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Away, somewhere else

Alive she stills alive.

Why..?? Why do She stills alive but why? Seems to be no one... Seems to be nothing around her...

Her hands were shaking; her hands were cold, like the hands of a corpse. She still remembers who was there before. -I still alive... she said slowly...

Dad is not home, mom is not home... And brother isn’t here too...

-where is he now? Where might he be...?

Slipping her hands from her knees to her feet they were cold too.

-Silky bed sheets... Silky morning...

-What am I supposed to do..?

-Am I living a terrible nightmare..??

-God... where is...??

She was terribly sorry of calling God the guilty one... she is terribly sorry for that her room was cold too and the sun was rising up. Julia put on her shoes she ran to the crystal door that set her apart from the real world.

Julia's mother used to go to work with her father all the morning, they were never in home just when they were done for the day, Julia's father was feeling sad with no job to earn money and Julia wanted him to feel better so she gave her best, helping her mother to earn the money they needed Julia wasn't going to school for a while... she missed those days. As always Julia took the market basket and went to the market. No words or sound she wanted to hear. Mother was busy so she had to be like her mother cooking Julia's grandmother was always pending of that... Grandma was the one who thought her the most delicious recipes she knew... however Julia was hollow inside... Such hollowness that could bury her from the inside

Julia wanted to be a great graphics designer so she had to learn and study hard, thing she was not used to... Julia was always thinking on many things she is worse than a tornado in her head. She's always blowing up, anyways... She laughs a lot

She wears a smile to hide her scars obviously to disguise those tears she shed at night. Her parents always thought that she was happy even she was missing a lot inside, she shook her head when they asked if she was sad, they were too busy to feel

That’s what Julia says but inside she knows that her parents were always pending of her feelings and always wondering if she was truly fine that's why they did their best at that job that God gave... What is behind her room doors is that... She was broken

She was truly broken inside that hollowness was because she loved a man who might love her or might not but she truly did and he left her for a not her woman or that's what they say... Julia so sad cried inside the room bleeding... Everything for her was gone.

The phone was ringing, and she was hurry.

-Mom (she said tenderly) I bought the lettuce you asked for, and the cucumbers and the carrots... What am I supposed to do with them?

-Look Julia be careful with them and don't cut yourself please, prepare a salad with the lettuce, diced please, add radish and the cucumber, add some salt and lemon juice ok..??

-Ok mom... I'll call grandma... and the pasta is ready... I have cooked the meat with the sauce.

-Fine Julia, be careful ok..?? And go for the bread and spread some butter on them ok..??

-fine mom I'll be doing it soon...

-Take care with that Julia... thank you.

-Ok mom... you too.

Julia's mom was on the office trying to get out soon she was tired, she had no sleep. Julia's father was at the car waiting for Julia's mother. His eyes were dark and his hair too, maybe the years seemed to bring him more sorrow he was sad and feeling guilty.

But Julia knew he had no fault on that she knew that he was sad... she couldn't find the way to make him feel better. Through the dark sky, under the rain, there was her mother running to get into the car, cheerfully dad held Julia's mother hand and said hi, she

Was wet and he was driving fast so she couldn't get sick.

-Hi, how are you..? He asked tenderly.

-Fine, and you?

- Fine. I guess.

-I could leave the office soon thankfully

-Oh I see... I need to find a job soon.

-I guess I'll go to ask for a loan.

-What..??!!

-Yes... I can't keep selling my cows.

-Oh.! I see... so... Where do you think..??

-At the City Bank.

-I see...

-A loan is risky, but necessary.

-Yes... I see... Ok... Just tell me when you have all the documents you need and I take you there.

-Thank you. Today, I felt sick. I felt dizzy.

-Are you going to see a doctor..??

-I don't know yet...

-Do you feel fine now..??

-I think so...

-We have arrived home.

-Oh..!! How fast! I hope Julia have done everything I asked for.

-I know she did ok.

-Yes, haven't you seen Julia sad?

-I think she is... But she's not telling us...

-Umm... I see...

-Let's come in. ok?

-Ok.

Coming inside the house Julia and her little sister, Marianne, happily said waved hands and hugged them fulfilling them with kisses and laughter. Mom was sick so she took a glass from the place where they kept them safe. Julia noticing her mother kind of weak she said

-I'll serve the food mom... I know how I did it so don't worry about it.

-Ok Julia... Do it.

So she got the pans and the pots where she cooked the food. His father shouting from his room said strongly with his voice:

-Julie, Julie..!!! Come here go and take the tortillas..!!

-dad I already bought them..!!

-good girl Julie... thanks.

Julia wanted to believe that she was happy, that she didn't need him anymore. She still remember those loving endearments, that voice she loved a lot, those smooth hazel eyes touching gently her skin, and most of all his bronze skin in her pale body.. She... remembered.

Mom was looking at her, she was staring at the window like waiting for something, but there was none... the rain kept on its course, falling down... Blessing the beautiful garden, Julia loved the rain the most. And she loved the gray sky; she loved all the rainy days, such so silent, so lonely, so beautiful...

Like that day.

Prologue...

I hope this comes into your mind and goes deep into your heart. It is based on facts, that actually no long occured. I hope you enjoy reading this. I wrote it. If somebody has to say something out loud you're in your right to publish it here... Have a nice day... Plenty of Belssings for all...

...KaR...