Nancy and friends enjoyed their summer at summer camp. One morning the children found a dead dog with head bitten and separated. Nancy looked at herself in the mirror and saw that her mouth was bloody which was unnoticeable to others.
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Once upon a time there were two pumpkins. They grew next to each other. The pumpkins were not the usual once. They could talk to each other. But humans could not hear their talking at all.
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I know that what I am asking is something impossible because we do not have the power to communicate through the mind, and maybe I could communicate with her using signs, but she might interpret something different and not get my message.
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Some say, love is strange, but I assure you that our love has topped it all. To many people, sex is one of the most exciting things that happens between two people who are in love, especially if it is the first time. But for us, it is staring into the celling, eating cold pizza, and talk about poetry.
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As I stepped out, my face still looked the same. Annie screamed in silence, totally shocked. I left the house to hang on a green tree. I felt freedom and wanted to explore more of the reverse evolution I was undergoing.
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Before, Annie could understand my thoughts just by looking in my eyes; we could understand each other with no words. But now, it is different.
Read MoreMy lover Annie remembered me as a human. But Annie saw me as a turtle, an ape, and a salamander. I did not know what was happening to me, I just could not explain.
Read MoreIs it? Is it really “reverse revolution” that I’m experiencing, like my wife says? Frankly, I do not know how all this happened. I was a normal human being up until last night; it must have happened overnight. I am an ape now. I feel as though my body is transforming, maybe transitioning to the next state. I don’t know. I wonder, why has this happened to me out of all the people in the world. I have so many questions, yet it is unfortunate that I am unable to answer any of them.
Read MoreIt is the 25th of March in the year 3094 and the anomalies on my emotional index have increased. Researcher no. O1127 has decided to increase the dosage of stabilizers. My physical activity has been reduced to only 20% of what it once was before and I am no longer allowed to attend any classes.
Read MoreYou are a double-edged sword. You contain the good and the bad. You have always helped me in any place and at any time I needed you. At the same time, you've hurt me too many times. Now, at this moment, I don’t know how I am going to gather my scattered words just to say thank you.
Read MoreIn any other place and on any other road, but this dear yielding country road I would have expected him. He just doesn’t belong here. His torned out pajamas and hollow t-shirt, his beaten hair style and his steady lurching made it seem like he has just been released from the fires of the Underworld...
Read MoreIn any other place and on any other road, but this dear yielding country road I would have expected him. From far I saw a familiar face approaching towards me. In no time I realized that face to resemble of my little brother whom I had met ten years ago...
Read MoreIn any other place and on any other road but this dear yielding country road I would have expected him.
Who is, “him”? Who would that person be? Maybe a little boy, a teenager, a young man, a man or old man?..
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Exquisite Corpse Drawing
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I met her two years ago. It was the day they released Papi out of jail. Her name was Taylor. She was a Gothic Barbie. She was towheaded and her dark eye-shadow made her look like a panda. Or was it a raccoon? I don't remember. All I know is that she offered me a cigarette. "No, thanks," I said. "What are you in here for?" I asked. She stayed quiet for a while. Rude. "It's not important," she finally said. "I am out of here anyway." Not going to lie; she was attractive. In a desperate moment, I shouted my address. She ignored me.I met her two years ago. It was the day they released Papi out of jail. Her name was Taylor. She was a Gothic Barbie. She was towheaded and her dark eye-shadow made her look like a panda. Or was it a raccoon? I don't remember. All I know is that she offered me a cigarette. "No, thanks," I said. "What are you in here for?" I asked. She stayed quiet for a while. Rude. "It's not important," she finally said. "I am out of here anyway." Not going to lie; she was attractive. In a desperate moment, I shouted my address. She ignored me.
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