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Mia Klausa

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Eden's fruits for humanity

"That's a bad idea", Joshua said as Adam lighted the candles on the floor. "Oh, really? I couldn't tell." "That's a bad idea", Joshua repeated. "We can't just...summon Satan." "Yes, we can. And guess what I'm doing right now?" "A mistake", Joshua mumbled. Adam's parents left to the cinema. It's horror film night. The exorcist. It. The Omen. All films subtly describing what is about to happen and Joshua knew. Just as Adam knew. "Do you have a better idea?" Silence. "Exactly. Now, do you wa...

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My last summer as a girl

I had many strange summers growing up. The one when I was four was the one my parents divorced. The one when I was seven was the one I moved to my dad. The one when I was twelve was the one where I grew up. It was one of the best ones I ever had. The best thing about Greek summers are the nights. Sure, the noons at the beach with burning sand and salty water are also nice. And yeah, who wouldn't enjoy ice cream and going to museums. But the nights just hit different. ...

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The last cold night

You would think that this night would be freezing cold, cold enough to freeze you midnight. (It sure wasn't warm, let me tell you). But I didn't really noticed, or to be precisely, I just ignored it. That had two reasons: First of all: English winters are brutal. And they don't get better when you complain. Second of all: I wasn't alone. "Abad?", Dasi said, pressing her body against mine. "I'm cold." I put my arms around her, holding her as tightly as I could. "Come on, Sisi. We're nearly there. ...

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Adam and Joshua

"No", Joshua made a step back. "It isn't-it can't be true!" Caesy just laughed like a maniac. "Well, it is. We aren't more than dolls to this maniac over there." It all started on a walk- Or was it in the schoolbus? ... Oh, you don't care? Tbh, neither does me. I also always just skip 'till some dramatic shit happens so I can get fast entertained. But you have to read a bit, okay? It won't be too long, really. Look, if I really want to start at the beginning we have to start way earlier. Earlier than this situation...

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The Ghost and the Ageless

Charlotte Peyton Thomson. 1952- 1969 Daughter. Never forget. (they didn't even remembered her when she was alive) Anthony Potter. 1894 - 1912 Son. Never forget. (there was no one to remember) People called Charlotte many things behind her back. "Dirty." "Not even her parents love her!" "Looks like she's dead." They didn't even cared to insult Anthony (or Walter or Harry or Antonio or Bathaniel or Paul or Freddy, America or Evan) behind his back. They just told him right in his f...

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Unspoken names (and the things they cause)

I had many names over the years. Some where given to me. Cinta. Pandora. Melanie. Some I gave myself. Lily. Mia. Hermine. Some where used to belittle me. Fim (being the equivalent to "fat little daughter") Pelongo. Weirdo (not really a name, but they called me that anyway). I liked some of them. Mia. Pandora. Bianca. (even if I know they aren't me). I hated some of them. Pepinka. Salami. Plani. (even if I know they aren't me) The second name I got was...

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What I hate being dead

Death isn't really interesting. It isn't flashy. There are no flames to burn or monsters to fight or even relatives to meet. It isn't loud nor quite; isn't warm nor dark; it isn't hell nor heaven. To describe death with words is like eating a soup with a knife, it's pointless. You can try as hard as you want, in the end, you still haven't gotten anything from it. It's easier to describe being dead when you know how it's like being alive. Life is...interesting. It's hard, even cruel from time to time. Somet...

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1968, Deytonsbury

Whenever Abad entered a new town, he had a few rules he made himself over the years.1. Make yourself a new name. That way no one can track you down.2. The new name should have Anthony as the first name. Should, not must.3. Try to figure out how the people are. When they're conservative, leave immediately.4. When they ask: Yes, you are christian.You are a latino (when they ask you to speak Spanish just bable anything with -o or - a at the end - they won't notice the difference.)You are 21.You're here to work for anyone who's willing to pay.An...

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Day 51

Day 18Day 27Day 32Day 51Dear Stella,Yesterday after my last entry I didn't did anything really exciting. Just practised drawing cows (still can't do it! What's just so hard with these fat dalmatian horses?) and studied for my math exam (I feel quite prepared but as I know Mrs. Tilton, she probably made the hardest exam mankind known).I've just finished breakfast (Toast with peanut butter and a mango jogurt; 6/10, liked the jogurt. The toast kind of smelled but the peanut butter leveled it up) and thought about dolphins, for whatever reason...

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You and I were friends

You and I were eleven when we met.We never saw each other before, because you went to the same elementary school like everyone else and I in another one.But as I looked behind me in class I saw you and I immediately wished to be your friend.So during lunch I tried to bring up my confidence, gathering it and using it for you."Hello", I said."Hello", you answered, looking me in the eyes, something none of the other kids did.I can't remember who of us asked to sit beside each other, the next thing I know is that I sit giggling with you eating t...

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Supermarket reunion

"Milk, eggs, potatoes and carrots. Forget anything?", Ajal said, seemingly talking to himself. What he didn't do. "Bread", I answered. He nodded, took a shopping cart and we headed straight to the vegetables section. Ajal always came with me shopping. People could freak out if they just saw how some groceries "flew" around. What meant that Ajal did most of the shopping. Typically, I just wandered around, marveling at the amount and variety of the products. Like seriously, ...

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My dearest friend

I had many friends over the course of my life but the only one that stuck with me the whole time was a old cranky tree in the park. Dirt covers my shoes, turning them brown. My Mum would've kill me if I would've done that, I thought smiling. Little white and purble flowers spread across the grass, spring is coming. Funny thing, the seasons. The plants and animals are born, live and go sleep just because...yeah, why? I should've make my school work, but what's the point, honestly? In twenty, maybe fifty years they'll change again what I...

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A bad deal, I guess

"So, what's the catch?"I was often described as smart by me classmates and family friends. Asking thousand questions, grabbing everything in my sight, reading a lot. My Mummy always said, I will be something great when I grow up.This wasn't one of my smart ideas (I barely have these nowadays).And maybe (just maybe) I'll never grow up (but just maybe. Nothing's granted).The man in front of me looked at me like a maniac. What, did he thought I would just agree?I'm a stupid Fool, not dump.And this man called himself doctor..."What do you mean '...

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It's world

It once was a girl.The girl loved a lot. Her family, her friends, her home.(The stories she made up)Bright light. Shooting soldiers. Why can't that all just stop?Nightly Flashbacks are the worst.Loud noise. Screaming. From whom? The soldiers or the threats?A nightmare is still dreamed.She promised it. She promised to be good. False promises.She was supposed to laugh."Save yourself!"Many people said that to her. Nobody survived.(That's just survivors guilt, okay?)Life is just an never ending dream (nightmares are dreams).She was replaced by i...

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The corpse we are going to ignore

"So...we have a corpse." "Is that a question?" "He's definitely dead, so no." "I apologize." "For what?" "That you have to see this." "Don't apologize. It's his fault to attack us, not yours." "I should've done something different..." "Caesy, you saved us. Don't blame yourself." "You don't understand, Tia. I never wanted to be like...like him. And now I just killed someone." "Caesy, you aren't like him. He murders people because he enjoys it. You killed someone to save someone else. There's a difference." "It wasn't hard, you know. I don't f...

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