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She abandoned her daughter in two years in a market, today this child has all the market. In a small town in Tranquil, she lived a young girl called Cynthia. She was still in the fourth class, young, unscrupulous, unconscious of the consequences of her choices. She loved her, went out with her comrades and took the attention of the boys. But one day, her life was ridiculous. Cynthia fell in love with her, the new began to expand quickly in every school, and soon, everyone didn't speak more than that. Paniquet, she looked for the father of the child. She saw one by one the boys with whom she went out. But all of a sudden, no one knew the courage to accept the responsibility. Cynthia found herself alone, humiliated and lost. Despite the fire and fear, she decided to keep the big one. A few months later, she gave birth to a little girl. In the middle of receiving support, she was confronted with more cruel democracy. When she returned to class with her baby, these comrades started laughing at her and shouting at her. Every day, they asked her the same question with a smiley smile, "Ti, is the father of your child." These words, repeated again and again, became deeply surprised by Cynthia's heart. She began to feel rejected, different, and in close to a life she had never imagined. The nights, she cried in silence, looked at her daughter sleeping, shared between love and despair, gradually, the hot and social pressure, the brizer, she began to have her own child, no longer like an addiction, but like the cause of all these sufferings. A night, submerged by the pain and fatigue, Cynthia took a terrible decision. She murmured herself, "It is useless to keep a child who does not have a father." This night, without coming her parents and her friends, she took her little girl into her arms and left her home. She found herself in a transport in another city, the dark heart, but the spirit decided. At night, she arrived in a large animated market, filled with light, crickets and flowers. Now, the mother of her daughter who walked next to her in all confidence, Cynthia calmed down between the stars. Then, in the middle of the crowd, she stopped and the girl slowly walked the mother of the child. Without returning, she went into the mass and disappeared. After that, the little girl stayed alone, in the middle of the market, not understanding why her mother came to her house,