Where The Empty Parts Go.
The sign was something that had been hanging there for long as I could remember VACANCY.... The white letters on a faded background were really something. One bulb was…
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Everything I Swallowed (Creative Non-Fiction)
Dear Reader, Years ago, I was eighteen and she was seventeen. They were both seventeen. We sat in her father’s living room planning what we wanted to do with our lives.…
CNF - A Story Of Unspoken Things
There are some memories that don't make noise or announce itself with drama, they just come quietly and stay heavy and stubborn in the chest. so this is one of those memories, as…
THE EMPTY SEAT
The bus was not empty, it was in a strange place, but not too full, so everyone could be scattered out as though you did not really want anybody to have you. An unoccupied seat…
Matar a Elena (Ficción) /ES-EN
Cuando ella le dijo que ahora tenÃa un nuevo novio, William supo que iba a matarla. No fue un impulso eléctrico ni un arrebato de esos que…
I AM A PROUD SON
When i hear people talk about last moments, they imagine a dramatic speech, or some perfectly chosen words, or long emotional confessions. My own experience was nothing…
Who's The Fool Now?
That Sunday morning came with heavy rainfall, the kind of rain that doesn’t even pretend it will stop anytime soon, it was the type that makes the whole environment cold, quiet…
THE COST OF APPLAUSE
Image generated by Meta AI By the time Victor had purchased his fourth luxury watch in one month, He no longer saw a need to wear them and a sting of guilt creeped…
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