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A Story by Points Of View

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He was finishing his routine from getting around in that abandonned store to get warm, to go to the mini market on a gas station and buy cigarrets, he was done and leave the store, there were no thoughts around him until he saw her, she looked so week and delicate, the tears fell all over her face and i looked like if paper touched her she would set off, with no doubt he walked and hug her, she didnt even looked at him, but he knew that she felt him when her heart started slowing down, she looked up but he was already gone, many emotions got into her and shooked her mind, why would a vagabond hug her, know that she thinks bout it, it is gross, she wipped her tears off and got in her car, all the road the thoughts invide her mind, "why he didnt say anything?", "do he knows me?"....

He just follow his routine and cuddle around with the othr guys, he was pale, like if he just saw a gost, but the difference with the lady and him, was that he knew why he was like tht, he was sofocating himself because he couldnt say anything to her, it was a problem since he was a child, he couldnt talk to his mother or father or anyone, no matter how many surgeries did he have or how many devices they buy, he coulndt talk, he was mute since born, at school it was horrible, all the kids made fun of him and now he couldn help that indefense lady that was kinda screaming help, that was his las thought until he fall sleep with the other guys.

Like 20 days later, he was fulfilling his routine for lunch that consited on going to the nearest shelter in town, his live was misserable as always but he was a little bit enthusiastic and handle the day until it ends, surviving; All changed when that prominent figure stand in front of him, he analize it, it was this old fashioned woman that had a amazing big iced heart, it was notorious, she had an air of being sarcastic and arrogant, just and businesswoman just as selfish as all this people, the ones that passes by people like him and says "thats for being in drugs" or "they are stupid poor people", he was waiting to her to move but she did something that opened his eyes, she suddenly hug him, was so passionate but not love or atracttion feelings, it was like a conection that was found between those two, all the world felt empty, it was only them, that was so strong and emotive that it seem to last an eternity, they never wanted to leave, however, something was trickling on his sleeve, he feel like he woke up of a dream and conected to that terrenal world that tear apart that universe of emotios that he was in, he didnt wanted but he pull her apart and looked what was the wet, it was tears that fell from the ladys eyes, he felt how all his blood run from all his body to perch in his cheeks, he wanted o do something but what?, he couldnt talk and definitively he wouldnt hug her again, a feeling of failure and protection invaded him, how he could feel this much for this x lady that found him on a street and hug her, something came to his mind, somenthing of a smell, her smell, that gorgeous lavanda lotion, he already smell that, the other day, she was the one that was crying in the street, he foud out and more thoughts crushed his head.

She, she was so confused, that hug was so confusing, why did she even do that?, some parts of her brain said "eww you just hug a poor man" but she ignored that, she was consumed by the feeling of protecting him, like if she wanted to return the favor to him, and, when she opened her eyes, a empty space was in front of her, those tears became anger and those beatiful saphire colored eyes were red, she also found herself with her knuckles so tight that they could explote and her fingers could fall of her frail hands, where was all that anger coming from?, was it even anger?, she just wanted to help him and he left with not even saying a word, words werent nessesary because they talked with her eyes, but she just wanted to hear him, that guy that make her feel so much; all happened so fast that she just saw the floor when she fell incousious in a cold main street of Chile