• It was the first day of secondary school was a little nervous, but was normal. A good bath in the shower and my mother combing her hair are memories I have living, walking to school and within it, in room No. 7, sitting in front of the boy who captivated me and still does even now. Then out of this with my friends, I met my mother and we took many photos in front of the institution, was a day of illusions and congratulations, but mostly it was the beginning of my life outside of that bubble in which primary school was called.
    Out of my experiences there were inter-school and there is nothing to add, send me something to study when the rest of leisure time engaged in writing and art or expression. I am passionate writing.
    I live in Uruguay, South America, if I wrote something wrong is the fault of the translator of Google ... jejeje
    Thank you very much for reading and I find they pleased, byeeee ...