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Category Archives: Short Stories
Galloping Horse
Early photography was used for one thing: To freeze time. You’ve probably heard the story of how in 1872, California Governor Leland Stanford hired early photographer Eadweard Muybridge to capture still shots of a galloping horse to settle the bet … Continue reading →
The Real End
Frank opened the door and walked into the room. “Good afternoon! How was your day?” – he said almost without emotion. She had imagined how start to telling about the unexpected pregnancy of Audrey, the new frizzier hair method that … Continue reading →
New Beginnings
She cried desperately when she gets on the plane. commissioners and pilots soon ceased to smile once they crossed the image of the woman shaken and looked at each other. With difficulty she managed to reach her place and, because … Continue reading →
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Tagged abandonment, amnesia, beginnings, departure, forget, new, plane, shame
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My Heartbeats
She woke up early, look at the clock and it was 7:30 a.m., there was not time for another 10 minutes in bed. She jump from the bed and crawled to shower cursing that doctor who had the fixed idea … Continue reading →
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Tagged blood, cigarretes, cocaine, doctor, drink, heart, heartbeat, Life
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Masculinity and Strength
He loved the way she spoke, specially the energy which she hugged him! He always wondered where all that strength was coming from and how she could manage to dominate him and, sometimes, took his breath out. After several dating … Continue reading →
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Tagged control, judo, love, Olympics, powerful, teacher, women
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Life is a dog.
The mother always walked your son to school, every day, same hour and same way. She has a normal housewife life. Everyday she wake up at the same time to prepared the breakfast, say goodbye to her husband at the … Continue reading →
And then he kissed me
I was thinking about what kind of writing this blog will have, but I couldn’t find an answer for that. I’m going to try every type of writing possible to learn the best way is to me. So let’s get started: Sometimes I … Continue reading →