Clueless HELLO TO ALL ME AN ORDER THE FIRST CHAPTER HERE I HOPE YOU LIKE THIS MUCH IS A LITTLE LONG BUT ANOTHER COMPARISON OF THE WELL IS THE FIRST ATTEMPT TOMORROW THE SEVENTH CHAPTER THE MISS LO ... ALL CHAO BESOS
THE BEGINNING OF A DISGRACE
INTRODUCTION
That night attacked me no sabía qué hacer solo podía defenderme y salir huyendo de ahí, cuando fui acusada y aprendida de brujería sabia que todo avía terminado ,de pronto me encontré en un barco de polizón no sabía que esperar ¡ Y después de tres largos días de agonía por fin todo acabo me encontré en un nuevo país ,ojala hubiera sido todo lo nuevo que empezaba en mi vida¡ pero no, mi vida avía terminado y empezaba mi camino por el paso de este mundo entre los vivos, el consuelo? que no estaba sola pero hasta cuando seria así ? ……….mi muerte dio un giro de 300 grados para detenerme y continuar, donde nunca hubiera imaginado empezar…………..
HOME:
lived in the year 1880 in the small town of Tortosa on the shores of Spain, whose place was facing the front of the warm and mysterious Mediterranean Sea where people come and go again, where the kings and the church make the laws governing their own way and who lived in the stormy times of the Inquisition, in a town where the narrow streets lead us to the forest or large tracts of farmland and of course the majestic castles and temples set in stone and fine wood.
But how to stop something that was already written in my destiny? Today I awoke to feel the first rays of sun touching my face and I had done with joy thinking of the activities awaiting me in the rest of the day were indeed few and that since my father the village carpenter was killed by fever and my mother a housewife devoted to her home died of grief, there was not much to do more than sweeping, washing dishes and tending only 2 bed, you should then grew small things to sell to just eat them that way does exist in this world of fierce.
However to get up and wear a white skirt, long and patched, a blouse or older as of the same color look out the window and saw that today ... The mountains showed an authentic color, unique and alive, was the first time I saw the bright green and the brown as the leaves fall from the trees when your life ends. The sky was blue as if to show that behind him as the clear sea which involves all our senses with the simple fact that relaxed look with rolling waves, their sound was music that rocked my senses.
The clouds were that day had a white rose unthinkable as pure and beautiful you can find in this small but cozy and warm people, who thought it was magic, I never imagined that where I felt safe and happy I was to bring misery, sadness, and death .... well until then I thought that the end was that death, but how wrong I was, knew what my fate I had prepared ... ... .... I thought a bit on what my future life would suddenly hear a cry that I could not understand what he said ...
And of course as a normal person did not think until you hear again the great a bustle glass and saw it was the baker's daughter who was screaming at her father (James) who would not give him a piece of bread and at the same time I saw that most street stalls located to the left of my house were placed with different things and products, I also saw some neighbors as more aroused with eyes full of monotony marked without a hint of hope to go on living.
When I hit the road to final topabas you with a nice cozy little house and looked out of a fairy tale from the ceiling where a chimney where it finished a little out of fumes and smells from the stove and a window on each side of the front door.
Upon entering she could feel the warmth of home and security that not every home can provide, also could find a small room next to it was that part of the fireplace with a rug to without any design center and a small table holding a vase and the face of this a window with lace curtains, in front of the room was a square wooden table and two chairs a little old for use, there was a small front drawer where we placed the good dishes, linens, the fork and a pitcher of fresh water next to the drawer he found a small door and inside a rack and pantry with pequella essentially leaving it to the left another little door that led to my bedroom or rather the bedroom of my parents which left only a short time had not changed anything in his interior that made me think that woke up the morning with them and that night I took refuge in her bedroom for fear of rain wind or animals .. It made me feel less alone.
I decided to take my basket and go shopping, in the way I smoothed his hair and shook my long skirt and blouse, I noticed that some eyes were following me quietly as the lady Dona Ursula dedicated to her family and home, her husband was a merchant of fabric and most of the time was out, but more healthful
URSULA -GOOD DAY "I
- GOOD DAY - I said
When I found my way to another view was that of Joseph the son of a blacksmith, he was handsome, dashing, tall, green eyes and blond curly hair, but had a little problem he liked most of the girls around here so I ruled at the time of course I blushed every time I saw or spoke, on this occasion was no sense:
DEYCSHA -GOOD DAY-I His voice was warm and acute
-GOOD DAY JOSE snapped twitched and my skin completely and do not avoid blushing
-QUE BONITA THESE TODAY Deysha-continuous "Looks like a beautiful white rose
I pretty (ha ha) was it a joke or something, I think the girl was rather average-looking thin and long black hair full of tangles and large brown eyes, brown skin, beautiful white rose? The same description who had opted for the clouds today, coincidence or destiny? Deysha not play that type of guy is not for you is in front and not look back, I thought no more so answer:
-THANK YOU VERY NICE, and I take that walk
-BYE-I listen but do not return the look of him.
Continue my steps and I met Mr Mackman since he was a gentleman and large with a large family since had 4 children and his wife, she was very pretty dedicated to the home as most of women and almost not get out much but their children came and went, his position was the best place for fruit and vegetables. So buy 1 kilo of oranges and went through the egg was a little farm of chickens at 2 position and I take that walk.
Today the plaza was a little busier than normal and all I could see were vendors selling their products, when I realized beautiful cloth went straight to her, not realizing I came across a person with long slender skirts and prevented me silent and held together with my orange and I was suddenly enveloped in those black eyes full of lust and pride were the eyes more obscure that were seen before the new father who had come from France his name was Lucio. All the people commented on his arrival that parents had enough to maintain order in this town however you like:
-THANKS FATHER, "I said
-TEN MORE CARE Daughter, "he rasped hoarse
-SORRY IF I was distracted, his voice was something that made me fear
"I can imagine, I HOPE TO SEE YOU TODAY ON MY TEMPLE DAUGHTER-continued
-SI FATHER WILL BE THERE IF YOU NEED ME, so I wanted? For that I need?, Today was no day to go to church and I'm not very good amenudeo my beliefs were a bit ... limited, but the fear still in me? Alomejor my intuition or something told me not to go.
-VE WITH MR. DAUGHTER-concluded and went on
-IF YOU -at that time everyone looked at me with those stony eyes, I had been standing there for a long time that I spent half did not often stop to of the square and less with so many eyes on me?
Return home with a basket full after only go for eggs and oranges; The meeting with the father was not erased from my mind and I filled with fear as I remembered those deep his eyes black eyes was not like other parents and there he used to see and the other girls still thought I could want from a priest like him, I realized I already had the eggs into the pan and the juice was ready.
So I prepared to sit down to eat and had lost time in the plaza throughout the morning to be reminded many times by chewing had gone to hear mass, my parents were not more that the Thanksgiving Day or special occasions, my mom was a little unrealistic and only live ... for my dad and my father gave him as he only cared about working to give his daughter and his wife the best of it.
Seguí eating what remained on my plate and I put in my mind my hands clasped and thought about what I thought and I really believe in destiny. I knew that everything came through him and with a bit of luck would get everything I wanted, I loved hanging plant rosemary and lavender for luck and some legends of the people said, well I loved all the esoteric like having a dream catch in the header or some stones to the abundance found hidden on the outskirts of town.
Most Some people said that this was "ladies night" better known as witches or wizards but really rather be someone like an ordinary person, unfortunately the ladies of the night was guilty of heresy and were judged by the Tribunal of the Holy Office of the Inquisition if they saw lying around or practicing sorcery and witchcraft near our land.
I was able to sneak a few times to see that they actually did but never had luck so long and just kept on my way.
After a long time with the dish in front of me got up and wash the dishes and without further I went in search of clothes that would wear, it was late when I left my house, and the sun was and in his position to hide behind the mountains.
Being admiring air travel I felt my whole body that took all my senses and had to return for a small shawl and a scarf to cover myself. So I went to the road that lead me closer to the great temple on the road I met a beautiful vegetation vede was the prevailing and it was a rainy season, also great trees full of life and a variety of animals at night only hear her sing.
was standing before a stately wooden door covered with large figures of angels and finely carved stone floor, my thoughts were still against it being there and my heart was pounding so they started to again those questions without answers What did here?, why fear still in me? I really do not know but what else was already there and then I decided to play, my subconscious mind automatically responded "do not open go "and turned around and decided to take two steps was heard the creaking of the door opening again, I found the face of a peasant was the eldest son of Ursula, Peter was not uncommon to see me there because he chose the priesthood and it was there to learn as much as possible, his voice made my thoughts ... stop
-HOLA Deysha-spit with that warm and friendly voice
LUCIO -EL FATHER WAITING FOR YOU "continued and answer:
- E! Hi Peter, said he could not say but he was terrified
- DO NOT EXPECT THE FATHER Deysha, REMEMBER THAT IT IS A BUSY MAN ENTERS ANDA-concluded and I made the hand gesture for happen.
THANKS PEDRO -SI-concluded and between ... ... ....
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