I, when I was little, I thought my life was not really my life, it was all a dream that one day I wake up pulling the blanket to go to school or a weekend breakfast. Y was not a desire, was a conviction. There were many things that happened to me I slipped, and, literally, because as one day I would wake up everything he did or did not do in this "pseudo life" did not care. Why do not I misbehaved, or anything like that, but he bore all that was wrong for that reason. I do not know when I stopped having that thought, just as I got older disappeared for no apparent reason. Sometimes I think it would be great to come true and again have 6, 8 or 10 years and I woke up to go to school but then what about all that would leave this life and living? Does not the weather is like Doc explained it in Back to the future. " He said something like that time is a highway with different outputs and output according creabas choose an alternative future, such as books go to choose your own adventure (which by the way my loved me.) That way I imagine a lot of parallel with many Narays living different lives ... a teacher being in another doctor, another actress, another married to another man, with a group of friends or other, her hair differently, with children in some single and lives alone in others ... and so on to infinity looooong Narays to the delight of a otr @ s @ s! horror
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