One autumn morning, I got out of bed and noticed that my body ached,
that I was getting older, and my life was passing by without any motivation.
Why am I not happy if I have everything? I asked myself, but I did not receive any answer. I took my medicine.
my head began to droop, and i felt like going back to sleep, but i remembered that my doctor said to me that i need to have a daily walk.
Walking down the street I was trying to get my mind off the thoughts coming and going when I saw my friend Helen on the other side of the street.
Helen is an older woman suffering from overweight and difficulties in her family.
However, she walked with her head held high, thrusting her chest out, as if she was wearing a necklace she wanted to show
but she was wearing nothing. i can’t believe it¡
i kept my hand in my pocket and with the other hand i stroked my hair, I pulled my hair i pulled my jacket tighter and started to look down.
i Attempted not to stare Watching from a distance
As she walked, she moved her hands in a strange way, making soft, amusing circles.
The most curious thing of all was the smile on her face.
What was wrong with her to eradicate that positive energy? What was wrong with her?
Suddenly she stamped her foot and swayed her hips without caring what anyone thought,
“What? (I thought) why is she Doing things outside of the norm without anxiety or concern…
I began to feel my conscience resent the happiness my friend Helen enjoys, along with the desire to acquire that advantage.my shoulders began to round and curl inwards
i was snarky or rude, seemingly without cause Shoving one’s hands into one’s pockets
Why is she like this and I’m not? What happened to her? Why is she moving like this?
i started to turning away from the advantage and stalking off , Muttering about the unfairness under one’s breath but suddenly she I touched my shoulder .i felt a quick heartbeat and my body temperature Rising ,
i Forced a smile,
Helen: Hi my dear¡, what are you doing?
my downturned face turned , my ribs squeezing tight, my mouth was drying as one sucks in breath through clenched teeth and i told her,
me: i´m ok.Are you dancing? Why are you so happy? my eyes were Acknowledging and complimenting her. A pulling sensation in the gut.
Helen: oh¡ yes¡ i discovered something
