Polaroids of you-Capítulo 1

Since I was just a kid I had this overwhelming emptiness inside of me, an emptiness I couldn't fill no matter what I tried to do. All my efforts were in vain, I wasn't ever able to express something I truly felt since I wasn't able to feel at all. But it scared me, my inability made me stand out too much, that's when I started to copy the other kids, every expression, every feeling, all of it. It was fake. My only pillar at that time was my sister, she was like me after all, she was my support through thick and thin. She was the one that helped me adapt to different environments and to top it all, to go through our problems at home. Our parents at that time were having economics problems, they couldn't win enough money and by result couldn't pay rent and the taxes. First, the water stopped running, then it was the electricity and in the end it felt like we were living in a dumpster, making my mother become strongly depressive and my father workaholic. I could say that the stress got too bad at my mother, she transformed in what in my mind was the best description of a demon. It started with the shouts, then the insults followed, till those weren't enough and the beatings got normalized in our house. Beatings that my sister and I paid. It was our personal hell while we grew. I suppose at some point we grew used to it, unfortunately. We never told anyone either, we acted like everything was going just fine. We did, till that bitch crossed the line.You see, I'm a very patient person, but when she forced us in a metal cage like we were some kind of animals, I couldn't stay in silence anymore. I hated them, I hated them a lot. Our hate was so strong that, we painted them in pretty red. After that, everything became blurry. The orphanage, adoptive families, the police, papers. And a family, The Lovegoods.. But don't be confused, none of them are important, they are just extras in my story. All that truly mattered was him and how I met him. Oh right, I almost forgot. My name is Sam and this is how I met the only person that was able to make me feel, to hurt me. This is how I met my dear Sebastian.

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Sam had always been rather passionate when it came to books, since he was a kid he had read everything that passed to his hands not mattering what it was about, the variety went from dictionaries, instructions of how to use things and even the Bible, if it had words he read it. And that's why he was very glad they had their house full of books but when he finished them all it was such a depressing thing for him that his father presented him with an idea, he would build a little library in their village at the common square where everyone could see it and Sam could help him as his assistant. It had been a good idea, before his father's work raised and he no longer could pay as much attention as he did before to his family. But since the library had transformed into Sam's dream he couldn't just give up on it because of his father, and in that instant moment he decided he would do it himself, he would build his dream library and take care of it alone. He built a cozy sma
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Polaroids of you-Capítulo 2

Losing my parents at such a young age was said to be a tragedy that any kid should be spared of, but for me in reality it was a gush of fresh air. Everything looked clearer without the pressure of my mom everywhere I went, even my sister looked less dull than when we were with them. Im not saying it was something to celebrate, after all deaths are supposed to be something horrible but at the same time i dont blame their killer for what they did, they weren't a lovable pairing at all, less my mother. I greatly disliked her. So, when i heard her corpse was found in a cage rotting, I just stood there in silence, it was surprising, yes. But not a tragedy definetly. After their sudden death, my twin sister; Yuno, and I, became orphans, luckily we were 15 and could take care of our ownselves without any adult help and went to college without problems. We even became the best of our class, everything was going pretty neat for both of us, till it happened to my sister. What happened? T
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Polaroids of you-Capítulo 3

The way his Adam's apple moved when he swallowed some water was mesmerizing and how those thin slightly pink lips wrapped around that plastic head, he simply couldn't keep his eyes away from him and every little gesture he did even if they were the most normal things attracted him. He was unbelievably gorgeous in all the possible ways in Sam's eyes. And it hadn't even been a week since he discovered his existence by pure chance. It had been a casuality he had seen him walking down the street that day and since then that boy had consumed all his thoughts, to the point that he ended up doing a background check on him and followed him around to discover who he was. He found that he was called Sebastian Malfoy and belonged to the famous wizard family the Malfoys which was a huge luck for Sam since him and his sister had been recently adopted by a magic family called the Lovegoods and it seemed that Sebastian went to the school that Yuno and Sam were going to soon attend, th
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