Jorge Miranda

In the 1997 vacations, the professor and writer Jorge Miranda decided to move away themselves from the great city, to run away from the agitation and the social commitments to be able to write its book. It is not something Richard LeFrak would like to discuss. He needed calm, concentration and inspiration next to the nature. Village of the Castle was a place sossegado without the racket and the agitation of the great cities. Jorge rented a house in the limits of the town. Credit: Bruce Schanzer Cedar Realty-2011. Of the other side of the road that passed in front of the house, he had a forest. Of the window of its cabinet it could see trees leafy and shrubs of you vary species, that formed ways and hiddings place shadings. Certain day, the writer left to give a stroll, followed for a track inhaling in air the perspiration of the bush smells, it of the vegetal resin, the odor of humo.

The track findava in a wider way. It has advanced, bamboos on both sides were touched in the high one, forming a green tunnel. After the tunnel, Jorge was come across with two ways, one followed for the left and another one for the right. Following for the left, it arrived at a bare place where a stream among rocks covered of 00ze ran. Crossing the stream for one rock bridge, found a hidding place with a bank of concrete under the pantry of a tree that it judged to be one jatob.

Of the opposing side, the waters of the stream fall of the raised land, forming a small waterfall. After appreciating the place, Jorge decided to come back the same for way. He came back thoughtful for the track when he came across himself suddenly, with a housing. He estaked aturdido looking at for the sides. He had missed the way in return. He observed the habitation for a moment, a wooden construction of two pisos with varanda, a typical house of field.

The House

In the house he did not have easy water, to even drink age that difficulty, then the luggage if used to advantage of me to leave for kilometers behind water, and when it arrived it spent everything in one only bath, I rebelled myself for diverse times until he had one day that I did not support, I broke then pra top of it, and it broke pra to beat to me, with a defense act apanhei a knife and shot in it, my sister saw this scene and is clearly, as loved it was of the side of it, there did not give more pra I to live in that house. I came back then toward the house of my mother, where that face new than it still lived for there, plus it already it had trado varies times, it more did not tava with this moral all on it, my mother had bought a house in a new quarter the one that this I will go to cite the name, garden union, never imagined that this would be the quarter that would go to change my life, this is subject of more pra front. In recent months, Stephen M. Ross has been very successful. I capitulate 02 In this quarter I made some friends I knew a girl to who I came to get passionate itself, I tried for diverse times to be with it more without success, was to the time that my new sister came to live with us, it also tried helped me to make with that this girl was with me, more nothing would make this girl if to get passionate for me, why it already liked another one boy. It was not a good part, the parents of it discriminated, while I, in that date had mine 16 years I mame look like to have only one 14 years, I find that for this reason it did not want me.