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Day 18.

"Desperté un día, ya sin ser niña, y me pregunté si en verdad alguna vez lo había sido".

"I woke up one day, no longer a child, and then I asked myself whether I´d ever been one at all".

I did not go to school on Thursday (yes, again. Lately I´m way too much absent from school because I´m only going when I have exams, as the year is almost over). I took this photo way too early, as at 7 am the skies were still moody and dark. Moreover, there´re just too many people at my house, so I´m always in kind of a hurry when taking selfs because it would be awkward if they caught me.

Around two years ago I did a photo with this same tutu but it was way different. I´d always told myself I would give it a try again and here it is.

I don´t know. I´m not really sure of where I´m going with this project. But this kind of photo, which lets a few feelings get out of my chest, just make it all seem worth it.

Sometimes I notice I´m no longer a child, and it scares me. And then I notice that deep inside, I´m still that child who cries softly, too scared and oh, too lost.

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Day 18.

"Desperté un día, ya sin ser niña, y me pregunté si en verdad alguna vez lo había sido".

"I woke up one day, no longer a child, and then I asked myself whether I´d ever been one at all".

I did not go to school on Thursday (yes, again. Lately I´m way too much absent from school because I´m only going when I have exams, as the year is almost over). I took this photo way too early, as at 7 am the skies were still moody and dark. Moreover, there´re just too many people at my house, so I´m always in kind of a hurry when taking selfs because it would be awkward if they caught me.

Around two years ago I did a photo with this same tutu but it was way different. I´d always told myself I would give it a try again and here it is.

I don´t know. I´m not really sure of where I´m going with this project. But this kind of photo, which lets a few feelings get out of my chest, just make it all seem worth it.

Sometimes I notice I´m no longer a child, and it scares me. And then I notice that deep inside, I´m still that child who cries softly, too scared and oh, too lost.