A predestined love

J'aurais dû commencer par les déceptions amoureuses ou l'absurdité de la vie. Mais ce cas n'entre pas dans cette histoire. Au contraire, tout semble être une histoire plus réaliste pour Jenky Danko. C'est la raison pour laquelle tout cela a de la vie... Les manières de vivre succulentes, les yeux qui manquent toujours à quelqu'un qui est apparu. Non, les moments qui semblent éternels ne veulent pas disparaître. Il y en a beaucoup qui ressemblent à la vie de cet étudiant avec celle d'un autre. Mais selon lui et en cela, ils se rendront compte que tout est différent. La même femme.

Combien de Vanessas y aura-t-il dans le monde. Pas seulement de nom, mais dans des vies très similaires.

Il faut encore laisser les histoires être lues. Il n'y a pas de meilleure façon de perdre du temps que de lire la vie de grands hommes. C'est pourquoi je m'appuierai fermement sur Jenky Danko pour lui parler, le garçon qui semble être là pour rester. Il se passe beaucoup de choses étranges dans ce pays. Oui, je vous le dis, même les autochtones ne savent souvent pas ce qui se passe dans les endroits les plus stratégiques de leur région, vous serez surpris, mais c'est la réalité. Je ne pense pas qu'on naisse en sachant ou qu'on soit là pour tout savoir. Parfois, les personnes les plus informées passent à côté de faits qui ont une grande connotation d'importance. Je vous suggère donc de ne pas imiter les grands, ils ont assez à accomplir dans leur vie. Bien sûr, vous ne devriez pas arrêter de relire ceci sans préalable.

Il y a beaucoup de choses qui viennent du nord de ce merveilleux pays. Vous comprendrez évidemment de quel pays je parle lorsque je vous donnerai la capitale. Je ne suis pas non plus là pour vous parler d'un pays imaginaire comme Emily Brontë.

D'ailleurs, elle fait partie de mes références. Quelle fille maussade avec un sérieux sans précédent, mais j'aime ces gens. Je suis sérieux. Oui, je lui dis que si j'étais en vie à cette époque, j'aurais fait tout mon possible pour avoir une relation amoureuse avec elle. Sérieusement, ça aurait été charmant. Comment ne pas ressentir une grande affection pour elle. Avec tous ses défauts, je l'aurais aimé. Comme on dit, quelle jolie fille à admirer. Comme elle est morte prématurément et qu'elle n'avait pas grand-chose à raconter, je dois rester là-bas avec elle.

Si je vous ai parlé d'elle, c'est parce que cette vie de Mauro Andrés avec sa bien-aimée ressemble à ça. Ils trouveront toujours des surprises. Eh bien, s'ils ne restent pas jusqu'à la fin, ce n'était pas ma faute, car je les avais prévenus. Il va sans dire que la beauté des histoires se trouve à la fin. Une relation amoureuse, quand tout se termine on a le temps d'analyser. Don Quichotte disait la même chose, réfléchissant au fait que parfois, pour quelqu'un qui n'en valait pas la peine, nous nous battions avec nos amis, nos parents et notre famille. Si nous avions su avant que cela se produirait, nous n'aurions même pas approché cet être. Mais au fait, puisque dans cette histoire toutes les relations amoureuses ne se terminent pas mal, il y a des choses qui sont faites pour les gens que nous aimons et qui ne seraient pas faites si nous n'étions pas amoureux. Alors ne dites pas que nous ne sommes pas dans le meilleur état de nos facultés mentales. Oh, des choses qui arrivent et qui auraient pu arriver.

Dans la vie, on trouvera l'amour parfait et avec qui nous ne regretterons jamais de passer le reste de nos jours avec elle. Parfois, nous devons traverser le fleuve Amazone ou le Nil pour obtenir ce que nous voulons. Je dis que plus nous aimons, plus nous devenons faibles. Il vaudrait mieux ne pas écouter votre cœur. Mais c'est toujours là dans l'esprit auquel il faut prêter attention après tout. Le cours de cette histoire continuera peut-être à vivre comme avant, je vous assure qu'elle a une perspective très marquée et différente sur la vie. L'effet d'affronter de nombreux démons a eu un grand impact sur lui. Il lui suffirait de vivre sa propre vie et de ne pas connaître les autres, mais ses amis sont toujours là pour tout changer. Selon ma foi, sa vie devait être différente.

Cette expression semble si belle, mais on n'en a pas toujours la volonté et encore moins le destin collabore pour qu'il en soit ainsi. Toute la modification de l'ordre de sa vie est réalisée par la vierge la plus aimante et la plus pure, en bref par sa belle fille. Celui-là même qui modifie son temps et pourquoi il perd parfois la notion de l'espace.

Elle a tellement d'influence que si je vous disais qu'elle lui ordonnerait de se jeter du haut de la plus haute tribune du stade Elías Aguirre, elle le ferait. Il est si obéissant, moins docile, si tendre, moins faible envers elle. Elle est décidément amoureuse d'elle. D'ailleurs, cette semaine, il m'a appelé et m'a dit d'écrire mon histoire et de ne pas changer en embellissant tout ce qui m'est arrivé. Je vous ai promis que je le ferais, même si je ne lui ai pas dit que je le ferais aussi fidèlement qu'il l'a indiqué. Il veut que j'écrive son Histoire sans lui.

Je vais essayer de faire un recueil de tout ce qu'il m'a écrit. Je ne sais pas si mon histoire sera révélée, peut-être que ce sera son histoire qui sera publiée. Il m'a également demandé d'écrire son histoire complète. Cela devient compliqué parce que ces derniers temps, j'ai été surchargé de mes affaires. Bon, je dois aller à l'école, rendre quelques romans comme travail et en plus je dois aller me promener avec ma copine. Sans compter que je dois aider mon vieux dans son magasin de meubles, en faisant du sport l'après-midi. Si je n'ai pas l'intention de leur causer des désagréments, je devrais simplement en rester là. Pour le reste, je ferai un effort pour que sa vie soit publiée. Ce ne sera pas aussi facile que les épisodes âprement disputés de la vie. Comment le sais-tu, personne ne nous donne rien dans cette vie. Les passions, les apparitions de garçons à moitié ressuscités semblent y arriver. J'insisterai pour que vous me laissiez libre pour aujourd'hui.

Eh bien, je dois revoir les histoires que Mauro Andrés m'a envoyées. Je continuerai ici jusqu'à ce que les choses ne changent pas. Même ma fille, je dois m'en passer maintenant. Ensuite, je continuerai à vérifier les e-mails qui sont arrivés. Je pense que le vieil homme d'un des amis de Jenky Danko, je ne sais quoi, m'a envoyé, Dieu merci, cela ne fait que commencer. Eh bien, si je ne le faisais pas, je n'aurais pas le temps d'en parler. J'espère qu'il n'y aura pas de monologue. Je ne veux rien gâcher. Mais ses amis du cirque dans cette histoire occupent parfois le devant de la scène, mais parfois ils disparaissent, pas complètement, car la vie de notre héros n'aurait aucun sens. Mais pour que je puisse leur parler et raconter à la première personne, il faut que mon ami la laisse avec lui. Je ne pense pas que vous me verrez vous parler de mon point de vue sur cette vie.

C'est compliqué que cela se produise car je pense que cela volerait un peu la vedette à notre charmant garçon. D'ailleurs, pour l'instant, je ne suis pas très content, c'est le moins qu'on puisse dire, car il a reçu diverses nouvelles, en plus du fait qu'il est loin de sa copine. Je ne lui en veux pas, recevoir de mauvaises nouvelles et être séparé de celui qu'on aime le plus n'est pas facile. Mieux vaut le laisser nous dire clairement ce qui se passe dans son monde. Comment dit-on, des tubes dans un monde, mais avec des univers tellement variés.

Aujourd'hui, je vais continuer à marcher et à voir comment certains gars de mes contacts écrivent diverses choses, mais je ne peux plus y prêter attention, mais parce que c'est monotone pour moi de le faire et je dois aussi vérifier que l'écriture de cette histoire se déroule Bien. Eh bien, je ne veux pas que plus de choses soient publiées que nécessaire. Sans plus de choses à ajouter, je vous laisse derrière moi avec ma cause.

Every twelve years, the families of a North American colony who reside in Tokyo wait for the birth of the next baby who can serve them well. They call them genius babies, with superpowers or futurists.

The last four babies who were waiting for their arrival with great care, did not manage to survive. Some indicate with some fear that the men of science did not let them live. Whether this is true or not, the point is that another long-awaited baby will be born today.

As if that were not enough, many curious people have milled around here. The pregnant girls are out there making faces with a great display of pain. She is accompanied by her husband. Most of them know that they are not from this city. Boston is where they come from. Just like in their native city, they live in a valley. In order not to feel so far from their place, they had no better idea than to locate and stay to live in these Valleys.

Because it was a special day, many doctors and nurses were present of course. You've been asked how you would recognize long-awaited babies. Well, almost all of them have a great resemblance when they are born. The characteristics are there, those creatures have excessively reddish skin, their eyes cannot open until a certain time. Their toes are even and they do not cry when they are born.

The color of their hair deserves a special note, since they are something like a light orange. You can certainly tell that they are not redheads. Quite apart from that, there are other special characteristics in their character, by which they can be recognized. However, for this you must wait a certain number of days. Don't think that everything is physical characteristics.

With the truth of things, life can be highly mysterious and today many of us have come to see what is happening here. The doctors have taken that girl who is about to give birth. They have not allowed her birth to be seen in the midst of these people gathered like all the previous women. Although this is a custom, the privacy and comfort of the surrogate mother is more important than any tradition.

The international press makes a lot of noise about this. We must necessarily expect that baby to come with strange features. Normal is already boring. Some believe that this being will grow quickly and will not enjoy the first stages of her life. It would be very sad to see him with any mental disorder when she develops. Many do not know or are not aware of my presence. This is better because I glimpse things and realize everything. Maybe years later they will leave my presence. Being here makes me feel that I live to tell the secret life of this mysterious being.

After an hour of asking and reasoning, I realize that this baby was born well and in that aspect the doctors are satisfied with her work. After a while they brought this supposedly famous baby to show him to the colony. Those who expected to have blonde or black-brown hair were disappointed.

The eyes are a mystery. Especially when we see that they are orange. Almost no one has been seen in that iris color. Some feel afraid. His character deserves a whole chapter. I need to leave it there. I hope everything changes. It gives the feeling that she is going to live like a normal being. That seems to surprise those who know the mysteries or are familiar with it.

Maybe I should skip to the moment when the mother showed up and she made a scene.

In the first instance, the doctors had forbidden him to leave it. However, that young mother arrived there.

She started by saying something about the loss of her son. She quickly went looking for him in every corner. How did she not ask, they did not tell her where her little baby was. Looking closely, her mother was beautiful.

The father came around, looked at everyone and concentrated more often on some local authorities. Certainly this would never happen in Boston. That special charisma helped him quickly find the visionary baby.

She found him among some men of science. They hinted that they came from Beijing to witness the arrival of this mysterious being. Like the baby, they too kept secrets.

However, it was unlikely that they would get a valid investigation, so the media did not even think about interviewing them. After a moderate interval of time, they left the concentration and went to do other things.

In their knowledge, they believed that they were wasting their time waiting. Years later destiny would surely punish them by leaving them anxious. Well, they will not have material to report with certainty and, above all, to give details of this great event.

With the little that was left, that baby began to point at an object. In itself it was an iron box that they had little noticed. It was attached to a wall. Since he was powdered he didn't attract anyone's attention. Those bright orange eyes did not lose sight of that object.

He had peripheral vision. Seeing those beautiful eyes directed at a single place caused more than one strangeness. They would always love those beautiful eyes. Not loving eyes that are not seen always but every hundred years. Always having him in our lives was the burning desire.

Sometimes appreciating a beautiful part of someone's body calms feelings. Life would have been made to admire and not hate. This baby was still there wanting to make us understand many things.

It is still known that it will contain that dusty box. Could it be that many secrets are kept there? Is there the relevant information that this baby wants? Can it be that they help this baby explore the city and the world? Could it be that there are the data and signs of the story of life of this baby?

To avoid causing more suspicion, this baby has focused on looking at some birds that are fluttering around. God of happiness also emanates with the color of her plumage. Perhaps years later we will be able to know what that dusty and forgotten box contains.

Those who have not been careless in their research are the men of science. They want to make sure that this baby is the one they have been waiting for so long.

With a trick carried out only by them, they have managed to obtain a hair from the baby. With that they have a lot and they have already gotten to work. They hope to have results as soon as possible. With these laboratories with very advanced technological implements, I think they will have it before time. Meanwhile, as the days go by, they will try to get closer to this baby.

Childhood definitely imposes the most. Nature had made him reserved and elusive, however destiny did not want him to stay that way. Wisely changed his character.

We should have started with how he responded to his name, but it was necessary to prelude with his character. There is nothing common about his name.

The way he makes gestures to ask for his things is worth mentioning. We realize that this being keeps many secrets. Necessarily, this Jenky, surnamed Danko, causes an agitation that touches all the fibers.

This stage of his life should be essential for his emotional development. But when many look at it they don't think to extract anything from it. Any ordinary being would have that impression, but let's wait for the future. You can say that they were a nobody and that no one bet on them, they are the ones who have brought us the greatest wealth of all kinds.

His sense of smell is not as developed as the character in the novel, perfume. It is quite the opposite, therefore he gives the opportunity to say that his actions will not depend on that. Although it is too early to predict anything, some things should be highlighted that can allow it to have differentiating features.

Although on more than one occasion he has shied away from contemporaries who wanted to play with him, we cannot base ourselves on that alone. I'm not saying that he has nothing to do with that, just that the distances with his enhancing things that he has are marked. In the short time he has to live, there should be no guesswork either. The men of science who follow him incessantly like me tend to discuss whether this child really now has things for which he is going to follow him.

Like any life story, like a 21st century camera, we will focus on highlighting the actions of the great Jenky worth telling.

I fear a little about the evolution that may occur. We know what we are but sometimes we will never know how far we can go. That's the difference that destiny has in store for us.

The years, like life, pass quickly. And we often do not know the course of tomorrow. My darkened eyes try to look askance at this child. I will tell you, being as reliable as possible, that Jengi's mother is aware that some spies and men of science are after her son.

Following visionary beings closely always leads to endless problems. Thank goodness Jenky's parents are not yet eminent. Better this way than dodging round and round. The reason why I can't stop continuing here, you will find out later.

The other people who make up the North American colony in this Valley always attend his work. There is no day of rest for them. It would make the job easier if any of them stayed. Well, there would be someone to talk to. That way I would pretend I didn't notice Jenky's behavior.

There always seems to be a lack of interest in knowing who follows you or is attentive to the person you love. In this case that doesn't happen. It often happens that using the phrase nothing is what it seems turns out to be a brilliant adage. However, everything here seems like a story already told. What happens reminds us of some event that could easily happen in our lives. If not, I would no longer be here to tell you the full story.

This morning a strong wind is blowing. Most wear a coat over their skin. It seems that I am the only one who doesn't care that it snows here or that the weather is bad.

Being more detail-oriented, Jenky came a while ago to take a tour of this mansion where I am surreptitiously introduced. Although I can glimpse many things from this sixth floor where I am, I can't find Jenky's strange movements. As if he knew that I was interested in his life, from time to time he comes out to show himself. The rest of the time he hides inside his room.

I hope that as he continues to develop his attitude changes. Being very serious and somewhat reserved drives more than one person to despair. That way you can't know much about him. I wouldn't ask for anything by being smiling, flattering, an acid conversationalist and an assiduous conversationalist. I still think that in some way he continues to try to change his behavior. Some men of science who do not seem to give up come to try to do this task.

Jenky has previously rejected them with authority. Sometimes burning desire is more powerful than any rejection. That seems to be happening here.

With a little waiting time, the results come to light. Jenky, the previously secret baby and now the strange child, has looked at them as if they were piranhas. Since she had nothing else to do, she left them with the mess and ran away.

Nobody expected that reaction, but the surprise is everywhere. You see why I don't try to get close to this kid. It would hurt me a lot if he left me snubbed.

I'm going to Tokyo to have some fun. I hope that when I return I will find him with an attitude that encourages me to deal with him. With that hope I will leave even though later my heart will be destroyed.

I would lose nothing by trying. Not Jenky and her Boston could treat me well upon my return. I know he will not disappoint us, because he...

A little time later...

I have returned to my place again. I'd like to tell you the crazy stories I had in Tokyo, but this isn't about me. Rather, I've already seen Jenky grow a little. Very responsible I have searched him lately. I've seen him on a couple of female relatives. I don't know what degree of kinship they have with him and to what extent he finds his presence pleasant. They have looked at me very defiantly. Those looks they give are like angry wild beasts.

Now I think that life can be charmingly fun. Of course it is a mystery to be discovered, I see it that way even more with Jenky. He would already be home if I didn't find his life so stimulating. Anyone who was in my place could feel truly victorious.

I have made a decision to follow Jenky more closely. I don't care if I get in trouble anymore. If I ever tell you anything lightly about him, you should know that I'm in trouble and I haven't gotten around to going into the details of that matter.

With the most sincere appreciation, in the next meeting I am going to detail a little more what this valley keeps inside.

How much should I collect information that has been sent to me by some infiltrators who work with men of science.

What are those planning?