She was so happy, she had a gift. A gift that make so many other little girls like her jealous. A gift that would at same time rising her to any kind of dreams she would ever wish. A such powerful gift...
That gift was beauty.
She must be so pleasured for it, I must say! But is she? Innocently, she smiled everyday, with such an hunted happiness, she never asked for something in return!
Unfortunately, on this fairy tale there are big bad wolves she can't avoid, where hunters don't care about them... So wolves couldn't simply appreciate the gifted lovely girl, actually those wolves aren't that innocent at all, they know what that gift may give, not to others, but for them. Those wolves couldn't simply appreciate her, they wanted her for their own. Even knowing they wouldn't act very nice, but they were assumed wolves.
So they hunted her so hardly she couldn't run away, innocently thinking she was receiving much more love once again! Those candies... those caresses, she was so innocently addicted to it and she loved it! So she always returned her powerful gifted smile! As she does to everyone, innocently.
"Shhh shhh! Enjoy yourself! We are your brand new friends!" - smiling.
Did her thought anytime, for one second, she would be wanted like something and not someone? Did her ever thought, anytime, for one second, others wouldn't try to talk with her rather than just taking pleasure from her? Did her ever thought, anytime, for one second, her innocently eyes to the world wouldn't make her ready for the world itself? Did her ever thought, anytime, for one second, that her wonderful living dream would become into a sad nightmare in a second? In one second for that "gift".
Describe me when is beauty a gift or I won't believe it at all.
Madeleine,
in - http://mulher_rochedo.blog.simplesnet.pt/archive/2007_05.html
Just a personal thought when noticing Maddie case.
Interest death should draw near.
I will remove picture if there is anything wrong posting it from the first second anyone blames me.
2 comments:
vamos começar por dizer aqui já muito expressamente que a beleza é uma coisa extraordinariamente relativa. a menina é bonita porque pronto, agora deu-lhes apra isto, mas francamente o meu diogo é muito mais giro. e sobre este assunto encerrei o comentario.
mudando de assunto mas nao fugindo ao topico, que é esse o ponto de interesse desta divagaçao escrita, nao gosto do assunto porque nao posso mais ouvir falr desta bacaninha. tenho a minha propria opiniao acerca do assunto, como acontece com toda a gente,e nao me parece que tenham sido senhores com rebuçados a roubar-la ou a roubar-lhe a vida, enfim... de seguida o post estava fantastico ate lhe meteres a conversa da menina, porque remetia a uma serie de questoes que para mim se orientavam para a pedofilia, que é um assunto que me repele e fascina pela sua estupida pertuberancia na sociedade geral do mundo actual.
por fim, reforço que isto da miuda ja chateia e que pensei que fosses mais original, dado que és um rebelde!:P
e noutro fim olha, gosto de ti. boa noite. ahahah! ate amnh*
:)
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