<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731305047435575079</id><updated>2011-10-31T10:16:42.769-07:00</updated><category term='Amistad'/><category term='Ilusion'/><category term='Adolescentes'/><title type='text'>::...Cuentos de un Lunatico...::</title><subtitle type='html'>Relatos de una mente extraviada</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuentosdeunlunatico.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731305047435575079/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuentosdeunlunatico.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Yo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04290618072730846175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1731305047435575079.post-1725938193203004458</id><published>2006-07-07T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T16:07:50.007-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adolescentes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amistad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ilusion'/><title type='text'>Lo que no pudo ser</title><summary type='text'>Al inicio de 4to año de secundaria la tutora de la sección decidió unir en parejas a los alumnos en cada  carpeta, fue entonces que la sentaron junto a Marco, antes de eso nunca antes habían conversado en los 3 años que ya llevaban como compañeros de clases, ella tenía el pelo negro lacio, trigueña, delgada, ojos oscuros, era una niña empezando su vida adolescente porque incluso era menor que </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cuentosdeunlunatico.blogspot.com/feeds/1725938193203004458/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1731305047435575079&amp;postID=1725938193203004458' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731305047435575079/posts/default/1725938193203004458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1731305047435575079/posts/default/1725938193203004458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cuentosdeunlunatico.blogspot.com/2011/09/lo-que-no-pudo-ser.html' title='Lo que no pudo ser'/><author><name>Yo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04290618072730846175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tJxkTUtXNAo/Tmk4Xbs8SfI/AAAAAAAAAF8/_zrsYff_6y0/s72-c/banco%2Bsolitario.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
