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She gets up early, takes some pieces of bread as breakfast, the only thing on her mind is to leave soon her house, he was still sleeping, so she must be quick or prepare to be caught, she doesn’t want to talk, to look him in the eye, she just doesn’t want him anymore, she was living this theatre too much time, her life would pass until one day would come, must come.

She takes her father’s overcoat, it’s too old, one of his inherit things, as well as some houses that she rents for a living. This overcoat is like an armor, when she is wearing it, she can bare almost anything, anything except him. So, as soon as she can she walks on the street without any direction, the most important thing is not to stop and think, it´s always painful to do so.

Some times she senses his eyes on her back; it feels like a cool air surrounding her so she has to escape, to get to a place where she can’t be hurt, a crowded place where she can’t be found.

Sitting on a bench she sees an old man, perhaps the oldest she has ever seen, he moves his lips and says: “Young lady, why are you so sad, what are you running from?”
And she replies –“I’m running from him”.
-“Who is he?”
-“he is…”
-“My poor girl, you don’t know why you are escaping? When a person tries very hard to forget, they only obtain an isolated life, apart from the reality, in a world of sad memories.
You are running from your fears, from your fear to live, to love and still just to breathe.”
She wants to say something, but the old man is no longer there, “Did I really see him or was it just my imagination?”, she thinks, with a lot of thoughts in her head she starts walking slowly to her house, she takes all the time in the world to do it, no one is waiting for her, she feels cozy and understands that overcoat is not useful now, she takes it off and leaves it on the ground, while she goes away, a memory assaults her, the old man was wearing a very similar overcoat…

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