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The smile of my childhood
And if everything were a dream, this table surrounded by ghosts, a part of my life, I sat on my mother's lap, smiling, my father looking directly at the goal, my aunt's head side, my uncle with his mustache, my grandmother and my sister about it, all a dream, something that never existed, there must have existed since they do not feel nothing, I look with curiosity as if it were another family, but I'm there, smiling, this girl just laughs my father wrote his mother that has come as every Christmas, it seems so happy, it must be another girl, I do not I remember laughing, I just remember sadness, a sadness that I learned over the years and guessed that was not mine but my mother and my father perhaps, but if the river should always be to make them laugh, to make removing this Sad blanket over their lives, I guess it must be for something as deep as this, because I do not remember ever laughed, I can not remember my own laughter I just remember screaming, bad moods, fighting, is lovely my father writes his mother and some, a smile that I've always kept on me, I've always been shamelessly, everyone, strangers, lovers, friends, coworkers, my animals, sometimes at myself but very little, sometimes also in the mirror but not much, I've never looked very hard in the mirror, only from afar and I've always been afraid of me, to see my anger in his eyes, or simply sad, and yet However, this picture is all that has survived those difficult years for my parents, my grandmother came a few months to address two of us so my mother could come to rest in a clinic, rest of us said, has always said, as I get tired, that I'm tired, the day that you have children that I know from past unpleasant, and I smiled a lot, says my father, stones, cats abandoned my mother to disappear, stray dogs , my parents, this photo is all that remains, a family reunion on the night of a Christmas that I forgot.
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