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Ever since the war ended, I've been thoughtful. Not that I felt lucky living in a peaceful country once again, with the friendly neighbors warmly greeting me from their windows. What I meant does not touch my feelings or the will to become more of a saint to make me feel better about myself, to make me forget about the dreadful past. This is all about the world, the whole world."Cooper, I'm overthinking again." I was leaning on the window of the living room, kneeling on the couch. The sun shone and covered my face, revealing the warm brown n...
"It takes the whole world to understand ourselves" I faced the crowd, holding my microphone up tight. The air outside tightened my skin, I shivered under my po but the heaters inside, started to warm up a little since I came in and were making me wrongly comfortable, and I was secretly proud of that. I mean, I rather not appear at the memorial than having my hands swaying rapidly, a sweaty forehead and some eyes wondering if this is all a play. It's a memorial for God's sake! I can feel or express any emotion I want to, not that I would be s...
“A storm is coming.” My eyelids still felt a little heavy, and my thoughts were fading. After countless nights without any work to do, I was able to sleep peacefully only to wake up and hear that a storm is coming. Sonia’s eyes were locked on her glowing cellphone, as usual, I could see her big hazel eyes because of her blue-lit screen. Why would she be up this late at night in my room? Anyway, it’s what teens do; staying up all night with their phones. And that is why I always make sure to save her phone for the night before she goes to bed...
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