[vc_row css=”.vc_custom_1555506007289{padding-top: 60px !important;padding-bottom: 60px !important;}”][vc_column width=”1/3″][vc_single_image image=”135″ img_size=”full”][/vc_column][vc_column width=”2/3″ css=”.vc_custom_1555506306008{padding-right: 5% !important;padding-left: 5% !important;}”][vc_custom_heading text=”Hi, I’m Laura” font_container=”tag:h2|font_size:40|text_align:left|color:%233a3a3a” use_theme_fonts=”yes”][vc_custom_heading text=”I’m a Blogger by night and a Dreamer by day. Enjoying life, good music, romantic walks and a good hamburger :)” font_container=”tag:p|font_size:20|text_align:left|color:%237c7c7c” use_theme_fonts=”yes”][vc_column_text]One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin.

He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment.

His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked. “What’s happened to me? ” he thought. It wasn’t a dream. His room, a proper human room although a little too small, lay peacefully between its four familiar walls.

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