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After that meeting, I didn't know how to feel. My boss' resignation meant a higher salary for me, more days off. Even it could mean a better car, a bigger smart TV, and why not? I could change my house in a few years.

Nevertheless, my friend's words were still in my head, ..." life, pure life, live a pure life"... It was only 16:00 and I had a lot of work to do. It was a busy day at work and I was frightened of the night coming. Something should be decided soon and time passed very, very sowly. I was not still on my bed, but I could already hear the counter clockwise in my room and those words, " life, pure life, live a pure life", hammering in my head.

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... I started to feel more relaxed. Two days ago he had told me he had something very IMPORTANT to tell me. Now was the time, he was going to tell me...

- Well, I had told you I had something really important to tell you.

- I'm all ears.

- I've just signed my resignation. I want you to be the new manager.

I could not say no. But as I was saying to him it was an honour, I could see all my plans and dreams for my new life pass away.

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Paula Puerto

After two hours in the dream, ten minutes in reality, ordening the leters and numbers, he could read a clear message, 'Change your life!'

The same words came to my mind again and again, awaked or asleep.

I woke up, went in front of the mirror and started to practice the speech I was going to tell my boss, 'Mr. Smith, I would like to leave my job...' No, no, no, too rode, 'Mr. Smith, I have been very confortable in this company, but I'm afraid I need to change my life...' No, no, no, too formal.

The alarm clock rang and I started to get nervious.

When I was in front of my boss...

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He thought he could sleep that night, but he couldn´t. When he lied on his bed, words appeared again. Suddenly, those words were mixing up with numbers in his mind. He was really desesperated, but, immediately, he felt a real peace inside.

- Just wake up! – listened in his mind.

- But...If I can´t sleep. I´m awake.

- Are you sure?

- Yes,I´m sure. Words don´t stop to hear in this mind, and, now, they are mixing up with numbers. I can´t sleep due to this.

- Really? Try opening your eyes and look around you.

In fact, his eyes wee closed. He opened them and he could realize that he was in a very green land and in it sky each number flew with a word, in pairs. He understood: he needed to order those words.

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The morning of the first of January dawned like any other day. The sun shone brightly and he was willing to have a fantastic breakfast in order to give him the enough energy to talk with his boss.

First of all, he went to the kitchen to prepare a big coffee because he woke up with bags under his eyes as large and deep as soup bowls.

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those words in his head didn't let him sleep. He needed to fall asleep as soon as possible. A new year was to start tomorow. Yeah, a new dull year. However, what he really needed was a new life... and those those words in his mind. Absolutely, this year was to mean that desired change. Of course, he was completely sure, he would dare talk to his boss next day.

Instead, time time passed slowly and he couldn't stop hearing thhe counter clockwise... and those words in his head.

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