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How do I hear?
I am on my bed. Next to me there is a big ocean screaming. A whale opens its mouth swallowing tons of fish. The bed is lying in sand. Arrogant adding her loudly voice. A lot of kids are running. Making noise over the golden sand. I’ve always hated the ocean screaming over me. The kids vanish in silence one by one. In the distant ocean they disappear. Inside the dream that does not leave my eyes yet. Big waves with fangs that want to bite me are also vanishing. I’ve been in that quiet ocean before. It was really scary. A big blowfish with spiky thorns is playing a song while passing next to me. I freaked out. There is just the sand. Forging its shining and the sky beating in blue. I didn’t like the sand either. It was all over me. There was a voice. A voice I will face many times. A voice that will become a fight. I am on my bed. My bed is lying on my bedroom floor. Assaulted by death. I missed that house with crushing fire with one hundred lighted lamps. I really missed it. The tale is over. Lights are off.
¿Cómo oigo?
Miro el techo de mi cuarto. Estoy acostada a lado de un gran océano que se extiende. La puerta ha cambiado tantas veces. Ahora es blanca. Como aquellas olas que abren sus bocas. Siempre he odiado el mar. Ese mar que se desaparece frente mí. Que se come todo. Que se desvanece poco a poco. Ese mar que entra en mi sueño. Que no me deja dormir. He estado en él antes. Un pez globo nada junto a mí. Como si fuera nada. Como si fuésemos todo. Es arena. Odio la arena. Los colores colisionan en mi memoria. Hay una voz. Una voz que muchas veces se convirtió en guerra. Esos recuerdos me siguen. Estoy en mi cama. Acostada . Esa cama que toca la luz que entra. Extraño la casa con ventanales. Mi casa también tiene ventanas. Siempre están cerradas. La historia se acabó. Las luces se apagaron.