Dear Diary, he finally noticed me
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Continúa, Has publicado dic 30, 2015
"Seeing someone almost everyday and not being noticed by him is a painful feeling that I'm going through every single day because of my disease.
I'm writing a diary about a guy and I hope I can talk to him when my disease is cured."

The story is about a girl having this disease called Spinocerebellar ataxia(this disease causes the person to lose control over their body. Adverse effects of the disease can involve the person's legs, hands and speech which means that the person can no longer use those things. There is no cure for this disease) and one day, she meets a guy who have a big influence to her. They have never talked before but she fall in love with him.

She is writing a diary about how hard her life is. This disease causes her the inability to see the one she wants to see most, the one she wants to speak to so much, but sadly, the one that can never be hers.
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