Querido John,Oh meu Deus, isso soa

Querido John,

Oh meu Deus, isso soa tão estranho, não é mesmo? Eu acho que quando escrevemos para o nosso autor favorito, deveríamos escrever tudo certinho, na melhor ortografia possível, mas não quando o "autor favorito" é você. Não que você escreva mal, jamais, mas é que nenhum de seus personagens são perfeitos, todos eles tem defeitos, demonstram realidade e eu sou real, para você eu não preciso fingir. Eu sei que não é nada interessante, mas estou me sentindo a Hazel escrevendo para Peter Van Houten, só que no caso você não é babaca(espero que não seja). Eu sou brasileira, então me perdoe pelo péssimo inglês, escolas públicas aqui não nos proporcionam um bom ensino de línguas estrangeiras, mas estou me esforçando. Eu só tive acesso ao "A Culpa é das Estrelas" porque eu ganhei de natal, os seus outros livros eu não pude comprar ainda, e acho que ler em PDF é super injusto com você... Sou completamente apaixonada pelo Augustus, foi a morte mais injusta que já presenciei, chorei mais por essa perda fictícia do que por perdas reais, eu fiquei imensamente triste com a morte do Gus, já considerava ele o meu melhor amigo. Vou contar uma história que talvez não seja tão interessante: Um garoto de apenas 16 anos aqui da minha cidade, teve aplasia medular óssea, ele lutou muito pela vida, todo mês fazia vídeos dizendo que no mês seguinte estaria bem, de volta à ativa, e eu sempre quis ser amiga dele, queria mostrar pra ele que não era o fim do mundo e que ele não estava sozinho, mas minha timidez não me deixou nem dar ao menos um "oi" para ele, e ele morreu, apenas uma semana depois do último vídeo em que ele dizia "já já eu tô bem pra vocês". Mesmo eu não tendo trocado nenhuma palavra com ele, aquilo me doeu mais do que uma facada no peito, e eu chorei muito, chorei incontrolavelmente, gritando que o mundo era injusto e que ele tinha muito o que viver. Morrer é ridículo, é uma piada, só que sem graça. E eu nunca tive a chance de ser amiga dele, de me aproximar, de mostrar pra ele que somos os donos do tempo. Eu sei que é bobeira ou esquisitice, mas acho que temos todo o tempo do mundo em nossas mãos, nós que controlamos o nosso próprio tempo.

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dear john,

oh my god, that sounds so weird, is not it? I think when we write to our favorite author, we should write everything right, the best spelling, but not when the "favorite author" is you. do not you write poorly, ever, but that none of his characters are perfect, they all have flaws, reality show and I'm real,I do not need you to pretend. I know it is nothing interesting, but I'm feeling the hazel peter van houten writing for, only if you're not an asshole (hopefully not). I'm brazilian, so forgive me for the bad english, public schools here do not give us a good foreign language teaching, but I'm struggling.I only had access to "is to blame the stars" because I won Christmas, his other books I could not buy yet, and I think I read in pdf is super unfair to you ... I am completely in love with Augustus, was the most unjust death I have witnessed, I cried more for this fictional loss than for actual losses, I was greatly saddened by the death of Gus,already considered him my best friend. I will tell a story that might not be so interesting: a boy of only 16 years here in my town, had bone marrow aplasia, he fought hard for his life, every month made videos saying that the next month would be okay, back to active, and I always wanted to be his friend,wanted to show him it was not the end of the world and that he was not alone, but my shyness did not even let me give at least one "hi" to him, and he died, just a week after the last video in which he said "I'm fine now already for you." even though I have not exchanged a word with him, that hurt me more than a stab in the chest, and I cried a lot, cried uncontrollably,screaming that the world was unfair and that he had too much to live. dying is ridiculous, it's a joke, only without grace. and I never had the chance to be his friend, to approach, to show him that we are the masters of time. I know it's silly or oddity, but I think we have all the time in the world in our hands, we control our own time.

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Dear John,

oh my God, that sounds so weird, right? I think that when we write to our favorite author should write everything in the best possible spelling, but not when the "favorite author" is you Don 't you write bad, ever, but it is none of your characters are perfect, they all have defects, demonstrates the reality and I am realFor you, I don 't need to pretend I know that it 's nothing interesting, but I feel the hazel writing to Peter Van Houten, just in case you isn' t jerk (hopefully not) I am Brazilian, so forgive me for poor English, public schools here does not provide us with a good foreign language teaching, but I 'm tryingI only had access to "it is the fault of the stars" because I got for Christmas, his other books I couldn't buy it, and I think I read in PDF is very unfair to you.. I am completely in love with Augustus was the death more unfair that I have witnessed, I cried for that loss, fictional than actual losses, I was very sad at the death of GUSI considered him my best friend I 'IL tell a story that might not be so interesting: a young boy of only 16 years here in my city, had bone marrow aplasia, he fought hard for life, every month doing videos by saying that in the following month would be good, back to work, and I always wanted to be his friendI wanted to show him that was not the end of the world, and that he was not alone, but my shyness wouldn 't let me not give at least one "hello" to him, and he died, just a week after the last video in which he said, "I' m fine for you." I didn 't even having exchanged a word with him, I was hurt more than a stab wound to the chest, and I cried and cried, I cried uncontrollablyScreaming that the world was unfair and that he had a lot to live Die is ridiculous, is a joke, just not funny. And I never got a chance to be a friend of his, to approach, to show him that we are the masters of the time I know it 's silly or weird, but I think that we have all the time in the world in our hands, we can control our own time

Resultados (Inglês) 3:

Dear John,

Oh my God, that sounds so weird, isn't it? I think when we write for our favourite author, should write everything right, in the best possible spelling, but not when the "favourite author" is you. Don't you write bad, ever, but is that none of its characters are perfect, they all have flaws, demonstrate reality and I'm real, to you I don't need to pretend. I know that there is nothing interesting, but I'm feeling the Hazel writing to Peter Van Houten, just in case you're not a jerk (I hope not). I am Brazilian, so forgive me for bad English, public schools here don't give us a good teaching of foreign languages, but am struggling. I've only had access to "blame it on the stars ' because I got for Christmas, your other books I couldn't buy yet, and I think I read in PDF is super unfair to you. I'm completely in love with Augustus, was the death more unfair that I've witnessed, I cried more for that fictional loss than for actual losses, I was immensely saddened by the death of Gus, I consider him my best friend. Let me tell you a story that might not be so interesting: A boy of just 16 years here in my town, had bone marrow aplasia, he fought hard for her life every month doing videos saying next month would be well, back on the beam, and I've always wanted to be his friend, I wanted to show him that it wasn't the end of the world and that he wasn't alone, but my shyness wouldn't let me or at least give a "Hi" to him, and he died, just a week after the last video in which he said "has already I'm good for you". Even I have not exchanged a Word with him, that hurt more than a stab wound to the chest, and I cried and cried, cried uncontrollably, screaming that the world was unfair and that he had much to live for. Die is ridiculous, it's a joke, except not funny. And I never got a chance to be a friend of his, to approach, to show him that we are the owners of the time. I know it's silly or weird, but I think we have all the time in the world in our hands, we control our own time.