She looked down as she spoke, nervously toying with a small piece of paper. She avoided looking at the camera so no one would see the sadness in her eyes. She coughed and spoke, disguising her desire to be somewhere else, putting too much energy into the conversation. That night, she would cry. She would dream about them, wondering why she had to be so far away physically when emotionally, all she wanted was to be close.
La manta en el frigobar
Miraba hacia abajo mientras hablaba, con sus dedos nerviosos jugueteaba con un pedacito de papel. No miraba a camara para que no vieran en sus ojos la tristeza. Tosía y hablaba disimulando su deseo de estar allí poniendole una energía exagerada a la conversación. Esa noche iba a llorar, iba a soñar con ellos, iba a preguntarse porque tenía que estar tan lejos físicamente si emocionalmente lo único que quería era estar cerca.
Raf
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