He smiled to the knowledge that she already could fly again. When get ready to close the window one was with a surprise, was a small flower waited for that it, was a small sunflower. The light in the morning entered by the window. It took the flower in his hands he put and it within the old box of shoes. Its computer watched it ignited and it. One get ready to write on an idea, a bird that according to its appreciation.
it was not scared. The sunflowers bend with the storm and the Sun makes watch the sky. A wound in the flank, extinguishes a beautiful song. A silence, always has to be right perhaps it is a wound, perhaps, what I. While the cities walk and there are histories that happen unnoticed, Los Angeles is noticed of the details, the moments, and as well as that Angel who blanket there are words that cure the wounds. The bird that almost died, the bird that by love resurged, the bird that returns to sing and fluttering it will battle. Your pens that the blood stained, the thorn that to your death called, the salt healed your wounds and that Angel says to you that still he is that there is life.
He flies my friend! 18/03/09 8:12 p.m. 8:24 p.m. It was born the 3 from February of 1986 in Venezuela. It lost to his father when he was three days old, fact that will repel significantly in her. Of this form, one grows up under the trusteeship of his grandmother and mother, figures that will leave to a deep and indelible mark in their personality and heart. In his quality of good student, he manages to stand out enters his classmates and in this way he reaches the allocation to study the race of Engineering in Computer science. Also, their persistence and attitude take self-taught it to penetrate the world of the computers, the computer science security and the creation Web, under the figure of those who they would be his mentors throughout the years. The unexpected facts illustrate many pages of the book of their life, among them the tragedy. The sadnesses, disappointments and deceptions also comprise of those pages, but always compensated, somehow, with joys, illusions and affirmations of friendship. In many occasions, their style to get to be like its course: unpredictable. We find a romantic Waldylei, enamored, as also we ran into with a critical girl of his surroundings, than happen at general level. We see personages, perspective, ideas and experiences. Perception and subjectivity are the mixture in all ideas. The empathy carries out in its texts. Direction of electronic mail: waldylei. yepez@gmail.