I know that all have histories and q these deserve to be counted, as well as taste to hear histories of others, therefore I learn that rain, the evil time does not only fall on in me, it would also like to share mine, and to deserve the attention of that it is back in the deep one of the room, absorbed in untied thoughts, I benefit it gives it of the attention stops with a stranger, it has feelings, and it cries on the inside every day, waiting one day, to come back pra house Since the thirteen years I already made peripcias and I left my wild brothers with my small confusions, nothing excessively, something until healthful for a girl that are bred with two boys, adorable and careful brothers. I am the youngest child of a family of three brothers, and as girl always saw envolta of cares and attention to me, what she did not hinder my brothers to hide my namoricos of adolescent, but the relationship that I want to speak exactly is that one that happened for 1994 return, with a youngster, friend of my brothers, it was a youngster very intelligent, but also very briguento with me, we disagreed with everything, the skill that had of being Had a sufficiently select group of friends, and it and plus one another one, whose name nowadays, I look for to forget, it I will call for the moment F., were part of that enjoyed of total friendship of my parents, for all the places, always we were together, my brothers, the two, plus a friend and I. We called it Giba, and I did not delay to make friendship with the two sisters of the mother of it, never I only obtained to conquer the friendship of the brother new, it made question to demonstrate that it did not support me, I nor I bound very, was beyond aerial, very proud bothering me with who did not like me. .