He was following me. I knew there was no way to escape. I ran so hard that my legs felt dumb, still I was not fast enough. I could hear his voice calling my name, his scary voice. He said my name again and again, as if he enjoyed the feeling of it on his tongue. "Carolina" I could now feel his breath in my ear, his touch on my arms. He wanted me, he wanted to hear me cry of fear and see my body...

Para mí el mundo comenzó a girar deprisa hace poco.Mi estomago siempre seta lleno de bilis y mi garganta se prepara para devolver tanta adrenalina. En el fondo de mí corazón sabía que muchas cosas tenian que cambiar este verano pero jamás pensé que cambiar cosatara tanto trabajo y fuera como lanzarse al vacío y permanecer suspendido en el aire por lo que parece una eternidad. Pude cantar...