Flight 221 destination...

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Suddenly the stunned speakers sounded "FLIGHT 221 DESTINY MADRID PLEASE ADDRESS ON AIRPLANE" and as usual, they said the same message in lousy English, more than that language sounded like being Arab, taking my suitcase and my diary without more than I decided to go to my plane, see the people, people in suits, girls playing with lots of energy, and my head automatically classified them, to the gentleman in that elegant suit as a recognized businessman who would travel for work, and girl, possibly a person with a lot of energy, but what if everything were the other way around ... if we make a mistake, we live in a world where appearances can more than reality, we live in a controlled reality, fiction if it surpasses reality, we look so much at the covers of books that we do not take the time to read it, but if it were different ?, we would classify the teachers as being bad, the Emos for wearing black, the popular for having a lot Are you familiar, to the sad days because the clouds have covered the sunlight, to the adolescents for immature or lazy, or to the black people like of Africa and the white one of the United States ?, all those questions sounded in my head while I walked by that hall full of people, every time I realized that ... we live in a society that does not see beyond their eyes, and every time ... we get blinded more ... we kill ourselves indirectly ... we take steps in reverse, only that we are damaged more and more ... and if we do not do something ... we do not expect a miracle, and dear diary ... this is my day 2



Att: Lili, your dear writer

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