By Anne Danielle
The characters of this blog gathered yesterday (because of the conclusions that I gave to them on the short-tales). They concluded I deserved a punishment surely. At least, be put with them into one short-tale. At the most, be prohibited. They believed that first option was the most educative and in order to resocialize me, they take me out from (non) realistic world so that I paid my condemnation.
I go into the car. Where we go? And then, all restart one more time. Come on! Traffic light. Tell me, you know where are we going? Ok, ok, I go straight. I don't know how I'm today. I need talk to you, I think. I have felt alone very much. Of course I saw the motorcyclist...do you wanna guide for me? I know that you are disappointed with me (you even don't insist to dissemble), but I would like that tonight we had fun, without blame, nothing. We've just arrived. You will get off, won't you? Yeah, I've locked the doors. All of them. Hey, don't mind if nobody talks to you, ok? Just smile, scan the place and localize somebody interesting. Do you wanna guarana*? Yes, that one is surely very interesting...but I know that he bothers you. Let's looking for another person. What a pity, there's not nobody. Well, be with me, I will be pleased with you over there, at corner. It's always so good put my head on your bony shoulder (laughter). Yeah, yeah, that girl looks like furtive. Hey, imagine if one day...(I like when you cut short my thoughts...however, I agree with you). What amazing idea did you get now? Yeah, you fool, even without glasses I can look at the stars, although they bright less. It's true, I have never been here. The sea is tranquil, isn't it? If it weren't so cold, I dared a dive. By no means... your coat would be soaked. Let's be together. If I could, I lay with you here forever. Fortunately, tomorrow is Sunday, isn't it? Now, hug me firmly...I not even could say this, in order that 'so-and-so' doesn't boast himself...but you are the sweetest ego that someone could have.
*a kind of brazilian beverage
Anne Danielle is student of Law and Journalism in the State of Sergipe, Brazil
(translated from portuguese by Marcos Vinicius Gomes)