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Water. Shouts of pain were heard all over the room. The red and intense blood flowed. A vital cry surrounds the world.
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She awakened in that cold room of the hospital where already she had been accustomed to consume her existence. She sensed hurts cooking in stomach and the part inferior of the neck. She got up of the bed and put the shoes. Green shoes, color of the hope, word that she had erased from her thought time ago; word which she reminded her last time of having smiled.

She approached the side table that accompanied the solitary bed. A small, white, cold side table, like the rest of the room. Beside a lamp, a picture. She took it trembling, with the left hand, the hand it still preserved without scars, and caressed the face of the girl who reflected there.

She ran the curtains and a sunbeam illuminated the room, it was noon, hour was already from going. Non wise completely which the strange sensation was that the surrounded one and she ate her for inside, perhaps was a feeling between joy and resignation, perhaps it was that the habit started to take her, or perhaps was simpler than all this: she had fear to give back to her ancient life. Looking for the window she saw people going inside hospital, people who visit relatives or friends, persons who are worried for the persons. But the remembrance of knowledge that nobody was worried for her any more did not worry, during the three long months of stay in hospital she had not expected that anybody visited her, if she had waited a visit would have sunk. Forgetting, was all what she wished, and to wish to forget was not easy.

She started to keep the cloth with parsimony, she did not have prey, it did not take place where to go, even anybody who waited for her at home, was heard safe. That cold room was all what had learned to love during that time in that the remembrances cooked her, and they remembered that she was just a tragic character from a cheap novel, and the persons that she loved being just a lie.
The suitcase rooted and she went, not without before to have made a last glance in the room. The room seemed calm now, as if it rested of the pain that during those months had taken it.She closed the door and she went without looking behind.