Olá
Eu estava muito entediado e resolvi escrever uma estorinha trágica, e sim, é uma droga. Não estou fazendo drama, eu fiz a estória ser ruim intencionalmente. É contado na primeira pessoal, pela personagem principal, a Donna. Então aí vai:
Donna the Ryohyun
I started working at a market since I realized I want to buy a camera. My dream is being a photographer and freeze the prettiest images that exists around this big world as a photo. I’m working there for almost two years and I’m saving part of the money I earn there. I kind of have a crush on the owner... But he’ll never know about it. I can ‘t do anything that can ruins my goal of buying this camera. Ryohyun is korean and very severe about the employers – me. We almost don’t talk about ourselves. Our relationship is the most polite you can imagine. He lives here for sixteen years even though he has a pretty nice accent. Today is Tuesday and I had to wake up at five o’clock as usual. I took a damn hot shower to make sure I’m awake. After changing my clothes I took a look through the window of my bedroom and I saw my neighbour. Cybele. Oh – I sighed – she must have told the commonwealth about my status yesterday. I was feeling very sick and etc. She is a gossip lady, damn. I opened the front door and...
– Good morning Donna, are you feeling better today? – Cybele welcomed me. I had a fever yesterday and I think Cybele told all the commonwealth about it. I hope she explains everyone how I’m feeling.
– Yes I am, thanks Ms. Cybele! – I said back while walking away from her. She is such a nice woman but she is very meddler.
I passed through the beautiful square which is very prettier this time, it’s spring time. There weren’t many people there cuase it’s very soon. There are so many greatful images I could photograph! What a pity I don’t have my camera yet... “That’s why you're working as a slave everyday” I reminded myself. I finally got there... he was there, in front of the store talking to the next door store’s owner.
– Hello Mr. Simple, good morning. – I greeted.
– You’re two minutes late! – Ryohyun said. – But we can spend some time outside, today is a beautiful day, isn’t it?
What’s going on? Is he really talking about the day? This is a very weird thing of him! He never did that. But whatever. He was wearing black clothes and gloves, cause it was a bit cold. His black hair was dancing according the wind . What a beautiful human being....
– Donna! – He called me.
– Oh, I’m sorry... I was kind of daydreaming, sorry.
– You said sorry twice, no need for apoligizing. Oh My God. Is he sick or anything? He’s acting very weird. – Let’s procrastinate working today. What do you think? Oh I’m sorry I forgot to ask you, are you feeling better today? ¬
Okay now I’m wondering if it’s not a bad dream that’s going to make me wake up feeling retarded. He never ever asked about how I was. What’s wrong with him? Well... I really wish he keeps acting like this for ever.
We continued talking about the square and the flowers in front of the store. I was feeling dumb. He started talking about his life in Korea before coming here. He was seventeen when he left his country. He told me his mother died when he was sixteen, she had cancer. He had a girlfriend for one year and she left him. He couldn’t find any job and he decided to come to my country.
– This is really awful! What happened to your mom and stuff. It must’ve been hard for you to keep strong. – I said in a sweet voice, trying to comfort him. He seems very sad now. He was looking into my eyes in a way I’ve never seen.
– No problem. – He used his usual cold voice. The weather was very cold now and I couldn’t help myself. I started shaking as a freak and he borrowed me his jacket. I died.
– Thanks. But, Ryohyun-sshi, why are you acting like this? You’re all kind and stuff.
– I went to a doctor last week and he told me I have cancer, the same my mom had.
It was very shocking. I didn’t know what to do, he couldn’t be serious. It means he was... going to die? But, no!
– Stop kidding me.
– I’m not. I’m acting like this cause I’ve always known you’re the right kind of girl to me. I never said anything cause I thought you would never give me a chance. And now that I’m literally dying, I got nothing left to lose.
– I always loved you. (Okay it was very gay I know, and why am I thinking about it being gay or not? He loves me and he’s dying, fuck you Donna). We hugged each other for a long time. The cold wind was massacring us.¬ – You really should’ve run away before I know that. You can’t imagine how I’m feeling.
– I couldn’t. Come to Korea with me, let’s be living there till my end. Is that supposed to be enough?
– Yes it is.
We travelled to Korea two days later. We were kind of happy standind together on the plane. He seemed very pale, but he kept smiling all the time. He grabbed my hand and held it slightly. I found it very weird. The plane started shaking and everybody started screaming.
– What’s going on? – I cried out. I looked at him, his was smiling. And it was the last thing I’ve ever seen.
Eu estava muito entediado e resolvi escrever uma estorinha trágica, e sim, é uma droga. Não estou fazendo drama, eu fiz a estória ser ruim intencionalmente. É contado na primeira pessoal, pela personagem principal, a Donna. Então aí vai:
I started working at a market since I realized I want to buy a camera. My dream is being a photographer and freeze the prettiest images that exists around this big world as a photo. I’m working there for almost two years and I’m saving part of the money I earn there. I kind of have a crush on the owner... But he’ll never know about it. I can ‘t do anything that can ruins my goal of buying this camera. Ryohyun is korean and very severe about the employers – me. We almost don’t talk about ourselves. Our relationship is the most polite you can imagine. He lives here for sixteen years even though he has a pretty nice accent. Today is Tuesday and I had to wake up at five o’clock as usual. I took a damn hot shower to make sure I’m awake. After changing my clothes I took a look through the window of my bedroom and I saw my neighbour. Cybele. Oh – I sighed – she must have told the commonwealth about my status yesterday. I was feeling very sick and etc. She is a gossip lady, damn. I opened the front door and...
– Good morning Donna, are you feeling better today? – Cybele welcomed me. I had a fever yesterday and I think Cybele told all the commonwealth about it. I hope she explains everyone how I’m feeling.
– Yes I am, thanks Ms. Cybele! – I said back while walking away from her. She is such a nice woman but she is very meddler.
I passed through the beautiful square which is very prettier this time, it’s spring time. There weren’t many people there cuase it’s very soon. There are so many greatful images I could photograph! What a pity I don’t have my camera yet... “That’s why you're working as a slave everyday” I reminded myself. I finally got there... he was there, in front of the store talking to the next door store’s owner.
– Hello Mr. Simple, good morning. – I greeted.
– You’re two minutes late! – Ryohyun said. – But we can spend some time outside, today is a beautiful day, isn’t it?
What’s going on? Is he really talking about the day? This is a very weird thing of him! He never did that. But whatever. He was wearing black clothes and gloves, cause it was a bit cold. His black hair was dancing according the wind . What a beautiful human being....
– Donna! – He called me.
– Oh, I’m sorry... I was kind of daydreaming, sorry.
– You said sorry twice, no need for apoligizing. Oh My God. Is he sick or anything? He’s acting very weird. – Let’s procrastinate working today. What do you think? Oh I’m sorry I forgot to ask you, are you feeling better today? ¬
Okay now I’m wondering if it’s not a bad dream that’s going to make me wake up feeling retarded. He never ever asked about how I was. What’s wrong with him? Well... I really wish he keeps acting like this for ever.
We continued talking about the square and the flowers in front of the store. I was feeling dumb. He started talking about his life in Korea before coming here. He was seventeen when he left his country. He told me his mother died when he was sixteen, she had cancer. He had a girlfriend for one year and she left him. He couldn’t find any job and he decided to come to my country.
– This is really awful! What happened to your mom and stuff. It must’ve been hard for you to keep strong. – I said in a sweet voice, trying to comfort him. He seems very sad now. He was looking into my eyes in a way I’ve never seen.
– No problem. – He used his usual cold voice. The weather was very cold now and I couldn’t help myself. I started shaking as a freak and he borrowed me his jacket. I died.
– Thanks. But, Ryohyun-sshi, why are you acting like this? You’re all kind and stuff.
– I went to a doctor last week and he told me I have cancer, the same my mom had.
It was very shocking. I didn’t know what to do, he couldn’t be serious. It means he was... going to die? But, no!
– Stop kidding me.
– I’m not. I’m acting like this cause I’ve always known you’re the right kind of girl to me. I never said anything cause I thought you would never give me a chance. And now that I’m literally dying, I got nothing left to lose.
– I always loved you. (Okay it was very gay I know, and why am I thinking about it being gay or not? He loves me and he’s dying, fuck you Donna). We hugged each other for a long time. The cold wind was massacring us.¬ – You really should’ve run away before I know that. You can’t imagine how I’m feeling.
– I couldn’t. Come to Korea with me, let’s be living there till my end. Is that supposed to be enough?
– Yes it is.
We travelled to Korea two days later. We were kind of happy standind together on the plane. He seemed very pale, but he kept smiling all the time. He grabbed my hand and held it slightly. I found it very weird. The plane started shaking and everybody started screaming.
– What’s going on? – I cried out. I looked at him, his was smiling. And it was the last thing I’ve ever seen.
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