Conversación./Conversation.[Esp-Eng]

Hola a todos los amigos de la comunidad, espero que disfruten de la lectura de esta historia e invito a que se unan a este mundo increíble.
@samantha06 y @jhon09 serán bienvenidos.

Todos los días antes de salir le dedicaba unos minutos de conversación, siempre a la misma hora, todo como si de una alarma se tratará.
A las 3.00am me despertaba y me dirigía justo frente al closet, solo dejaba la puerta entreabierta y me sentaba en el piso, no eran conversaciones largas porque debía salir a trabajar a las 4:30 am.

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Era chófer de Uber y adelantarme me traía muchas ventajas.
Las conversaciones siempre eran alrededor del mismo tema, me hablaba de como fue su niñez, que sus padres lo abandonaron y le costó mucho salir adelante, que fue víctima de muchos abusos y cosas así un poco espeluznantes, yo solo me dedique a escuchar, claro al final le daba la despedida con una frase de aliento. " No es fácil pero siempre hay una luz al final del túnel, tienes que continuar".
Estaba hablando con alguien que tenía una vida vacía, su voz era temblorosa, nunca quise abrir esa puerta, tenía miedo lastimarlo, por algo no se atrevía a salir de allí, me mataba la curiosidad pero no podía, al fin y al cabo siempre está a ahí, podía escucharlo y el a mi, nadie interrumpía, habíamos hecho buena química, al menos yo nunca había logrado eso con nadie, me costaba relacionarme con las personas.
Así pasaban los días y siempre la misma rutina, solo que un día de esos, donde todo está mal, salí rápido y sin pensarlo no me despedí. No había podido conciliar el sueño, tuve pesadillas con seres del más allá que querían atraparme.

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Eran las 4:50 am cuando alguien se atravesó en mi camino abordando el auto para robarme, en el forcejeo de evitarlo, atravesó mi abdomen con un filoso cuchillo, todo se volvió oscuro, sentí como se me escapaba la vida, al mismo tiempo sentia una paz increible, el dolor fue pasando poco a poco.

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Ahora estoy aquí dentro de el closet, al fin le veo la cara a mi amigo, se parece mucho a mi, ya no habrán despedidas, somos uno solo, este era el final del túnel.

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Hello to all the friends of the community, I hope you enjoy reading this story and I invite you to join this incredible world.
@samantha06 and @jhon09 will be welcome.

Every day before going out I dedicated a few minutes of conversation to him, always at the same time, everything as if it were an alarm. At 3:00 am I would wake up and go right in front of the closet, I just left the door ajar and sat on the floor, they weren't long conversations because I had to leave for work at 4:30 am.

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I was an Uber driver and getting ahead of me would bring me A lot of advantages. The conversations were always around the same topic, he told me about what his childhood was like, that his parents abandoned him and it was difficult for him to get ahead, that he was a victim of a lot of abuse and things like that that were a little creepy, I just listened, of course. At the end he said goodbye with a phrase of encouragement. "It's not easy but there is always a light at the end of the tunnel, you have to continue." I was talking to someone who had an empty life, his voice was trembling, I never wanted to open that door, I was afraid of hurting him, for some reason he didn't dare to leave there, my curiosity killed me but I couldn't, in the end I always He's there, I could hear him and he heard me, no one
He interrupted, we had had good chemistry, at least I had never achieved that with anyone, it was difficult for me to relate to people.
That's how the days went by and always the same routine, only one of those days, where everything is bad, I left quickly and without thinking I didn't say goodbye. I had not been able to fall asleep, I had nightmares about beings from beyond that wanted to catch me.

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It was 4:50 am when someone crossed my path and boarded my car to rob me. In the struggle to avoid him, he pierced my abdomen with a sharp knife. Everything became dark. I felt my life slipping away. At the same time I felt an incredible peace, the pain was passing little by little.

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And now I am here inside the closet, I finally see my friend's face, he looks a lot like me, there will be no more goodbyes, we are one, this was the end of the tunnel.