Under The Same Sky

Another Monday morning when I didn't even want to be alive; okay, maybe I'm being too literal, actually I just didn't want to get out of my bed and face crowded buses again to go to work in that place that only brought me stress... at twenty-one years old I was in the first job, for those who saw me it seemed to be the dream job but it was very different from that, it was almost a modern system of slavery; It had been almost two years since I had been working at a travel agency earning half the minimum wage, with no time for lunch, vacations or holidays, every day I was forced to answer calls from stressed customers, some of them extremely rude and the fact that that money was never enough and my hair was falling out more and more and my weight was increasing when I barely ate, it made me closer to throwing everything away without thinking about anything else. Maybe that day was today.I got up lazily from the bed, and my stomach turned over when I felt the good smell coming from the

Pedro was watching a movie in half light with his crush when I arrived, I smiled and greeted them quickly and ran to the room, I didn't want to interrupt that; I hadn't seen him with anyone for a long time and he deserved someone who would really complete his happiness.I sat in front of the computer and went to check my emails and take a look at my social networks; something caught my attention that day, there was a message there, and I was surprised as soon as I opened it."It was nice to meet you again today, too bad we couldn't talk more".There he was, the Benjamin I had met a few years ago in an internet group of amateur writers; we established a friendship for years, until I realized that I was falling in love with someone who was miles away from me; at the time he was in São Paulo, living with an aunt so he could attend college there, and I was in the interior of the Northeast; as I said, miles away from him; at some point I thought of telling him how I felt, we had a great af

Maybe there was still something good in that day after all, my date with Benjamim, okay, not exactly a date, but it gave me the courage to get up off the couch and go find some comfortable clothes to wear.I tried on my old jeans with a black T-shirt, but it looked too tight and the jeans too tight around the waist; okay, maybe I should try on my embroidered red dress; I put it on and stared in the mirror, all I saw was a sack of potatoes standing on end, and I came to the conclusion that no matter what I wore, it wouldn't change who I am. And there I was once again, in front of the mirror staring at my reflection with extreme difficulty because of the tears that blurred my vision.It was an endless cycle, always the same thing... I was so tired of it, of seeing myself like this, of being like this.I was extremely overweight, but that wasn't the only thing that bothered me, it wasn't just my physical condition; the overweight, the stretch marks, the rounded face, the exaggerated bre

I was feeling good that night, one of the few times I got dressed and actually looked pretty in the mirror; but I should thank Jotapê who did my hair and Rafa who did a light make-up for me; my face was like porcelain; I was wearing a dark blue dress with straps that highlighted my coffee tone; my hair was down, shoulder length, bangs behind my ears and only one thing marring it... my glasses; I kept it in my purse, choosing to feel pretty instead of seeing that night.This involved a little time to take the bus, but everything worked out in the end.When I arrived at my destination, I saw Benjamim sitting at one of the tables on the terrace of the cafeteria, he was concentrated on a small paper, as if all his life planning was there.— Hey. I said a little awkwardly. He looked up and hurriedly put the paper in his pocket, he looked surprised and analyzed me from head to toe... I saw a certain wonder in his eyes that left me disconcerted, I was feeling shy now and wanted to run, but t

I was wondering why that girl had left the bus that way; I was certainly in shock and that was understandable, but my intuition told me that there was something more behind it.But part of me couldn't forget about Benjamin; even if I was reluctant, he ended up filling my thoughts; I needed to distract myself a little and occupy my mind with really relevant things; Before I could formulate any other thoughts, I saw Pedro walk in with Sebastian, they had bags in their hands and they were smiling as if the conversation was really good.— Hi Ther! Sebastian crooned to me, and I think that was the first time he had addressed me directly. — I think you are the only person capable of helping me; I'm trying to convince this stubborn guy here to go out with me to the movies, but he's insisting on no, can you help me out? He blinked, smiling; Sebastian had an extremely captivating charisma, besides being very handsome, dark, honey-colored eyes and muscular; not the kind