at one time in my life i was chased by bad luck in love and i don't know what i'm paying for or what i have to learn, but i was attracted to crazy people and liars.i've had good and bad dates, but the worst was in college.in the career i was studying there was a handsome guy who always caught my attention, he always looked at me.i thought he was shy, until one day he approached me and got me to talk to him.he was nice and very friendly.almost everyone knew him because he played soccer representing the university After a few days of sharing a meal in the dining hall, we became friends and he asked me out on a date.
He invited me to eat at a restaurant near where I was living, it was only a couple of blocks away, so we decided to meet That day I took care of myself.I worked early, I put on my best dress, I put on my makeup and we met at noon, everything was going very well, I really thought he was the right guy, but as the saying goes, appearances are deceiving, people get to know each other over the years and even then we did not get to know them at all.He asked for a few drinks while the food arrived, there I was excited and in love while he took my hand and told me I was very pretty, I really liked him a lot, but he turned out to be a real jerk.
I don't know how, but apparently someone who knew him saw us and went and told his wife and I took his word for it that he was single. Suddenly I see two girls coming, but one of them was about 6 months pregnant, she came through the door very upset and said she wanted to grab you and he turned pale when he saw the girl, just seeing her scared face I understood everything, I did not know what to say, I was in shock, I just wanted to leave, but the pregnant girl kept saying obscenities and curses, she was very upset and I understand her, who would not be upset to be deceived.
but really we were nothing, we liked each other, but it was our first date, we had not even kissed and that was what I tried to explain to the girl, but she was very upset so I decided to take my bag to leave and I turned my back to her and she pulled me by the hair and hit me in the face, she scratched me a little and my first impression was to raise my hands and defend myself, but I restrained myself, what I did was to cover my face, but still she hurt me and broke my hair, after a few minutes they managed to push her away and I left as fast as I could, it was really a very embarrassing day, neither me nor the girl were to blame, instead of spending a nice afternoon I ended up beaten, sad and crying, but you learn from everything..
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