-Terrorífico -dice Will con fingida seriedad-. Esa es mi chica. Dura como bola de algodón.

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Creemos enla valentía. Creemos en tomar acciones. Creemos en la liberarnos del miedo y en la adquisición de habilidades necesarias para obligar a que lo malos salga de nuestro mundo para que el bien pueda prosperar y florecer

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He smiles in my memory. A curled lip. Straight teeth. Light in his eyes. Laughing, teasing, more alive in memory than I m in reality. It was him or me. I chose me. But I feel dead too.

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I am not Abnegation. I am not Dauntless.
I am Divergent. And I can’t be controlled.

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Be brave, Beatrice. I love you.

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feel Tobias brushing my hair back before the first simulation. I hear him telling me to be brave. I hear my mother telling me to be brave(...) I am brave.

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You think my first instinct is to protect you. Because you're small, or a girl, or a Stiff. But you're wrong."

He leans his face close to mine and wraps his fingers around my chin. His hand smells like metal. When was the last time he held a gun, or a knife? My skin tingles at the point of contact, like he's transmitting electricity through his skin.

"My first instinct is to push you until you break, just to see how hard I have to press." he says, his fingers squeezing at the word break. My body tenses at the edge in his voice, so I am coiled as tight as a spring, and I forget to breathe.

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Mots clés omg-love

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Leaving us with Eric is like hiring a babysitter who spends his time sharpening knives.

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Mots clés humor

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But I will find new habits, new thoughts, new rules. I will become something else.

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Mots clés myself dauntless divergent

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You nearly died today,' he says. 'I almost shot you. Why didn't you shoot me, Tris?'
'I couldn't do that,' I say. 'It would have been like shooting myself.'
He looks pained and leans closer to me, so his lips brush mine when he speaks.

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Mots clés four tris tobias veronica-roth divergent

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