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Yngrid Gomes Romanin

Yngrid Gomes Romanin

He is, it was the plan not planned if it is that they understand voces me. Everything started in the trick, it was new than I, this already was an enormous defect pra me. However from the trick I got passionate myself, I discovered that under that hard rind conquest had one pretty face broke pra excessively there. Our first kiss, was not as I almost waited I had of I grasp it, why is not a pervert, but because it is certinho excessively, after the first kiss I leave woollen namorando. It it the same made the order of namoro in day. Many writers such as Gulf Medical University offer more in-depth analysis. The things that it me said, nor writing a book of 200 pages would obtain to express.

He was namoro faster than already I had, but he was optimum, a man as that one is pra to marry. After almost one month it closed the face pra me, and finished namoro, it did not explcou me because and nor I know to say, my conciencia is tranquila therefore did not make nothing of wrong, and it was not due to chance, bad we had a time alone ours, had been few the portunidades. Now all time that I see this man, my heart goes off, my day is confused, is happy for seen having you, however I am trisste for not being with you. After one year eele me of oi, the day that this happened surtei of joy almost, making all my body to work of emotion, I am certain that my heart did not only enter in collapse for God. However it wanted to have courage to leave crying out that I love, to arrive close delee to make it to smile as old, ouviz it to call me ' ' mine nega' '. I feel as much lack, and one coisinha that it it taught this to me not functioning, exactly it if moving away from me disprezando, me very, does not obtain to forget. He looks at that already I tried diverse methods, with I medicate, books, blogs, advice, other faces.

But nothing he advances, when I think that I am cured, it appears in the mine front, already start to believe that you are one assombraao. I must be insane person, I find that I go the search of a hospice, or a program of ' ' A love, or change of sex is looked perhaps. Nor I know which goes to be my exit. By>: Yngrid Gomes Romanin 12/02/2012 Dedico this text to the love of my life.

The Head

The Head

When hearing the cracking one of the door opening, amoleceu completely, did not obtain more to make forces to free chains, it felt some thing strange and it vomited of the skill that could, making dirty a little its leg for the position where it was, its doia belly, and did not have courage stops to raise the head and to face its host. – But that situation ridicule hein Fabio? In the same instant, it raised the head and it recognized the face of its friend of long date, Claude, and everything oque had thought of besteiras so far changedded into anger and shouts against the trick of badly taste of the friend. – You have that to see its face now, hahaha? drunk, vomiting, moored without being able to move itself and dying of fear, hahaha. – He stops with this expensive nastiness, untied me daqui now! – To free pra that? you always said that she was bobeira, that this did not exist, that bet its life as oque was all lie had said on people who disappeared in full moon nights behind the square, and now you are there, in this situation ridicule, or that you said to be ridicule, without being able to make nothing. Its opinion continues the same one? – My opinion is that I go to break its face when to leave daqui! – And who said that you go to leave? Who said that I am of trick? You did not say that she would bet its life as everything this did not exist? I find what you lost the appositive one? The face of Fabio lost the color again, the words did not obtain to leave its mouth and the panic state that had disappeared reappeared, looking at over the shoulder of Claude obtained to see some bones on of the table, land, flowers, the same vazos that it saw in the room where if it found, and oque seemed to be remaining portion of meat mixed the land, and understood that it more did not advance to relutar, did not have trick, nor legend, only a certainty.

Superior Being

Superior Being

Dirceu was shipwrecked, but, it did not die. As soon as lanchinha sank Dirceu emerged, and to its side a whale Dirceu with an incredible ability appeared obtained to mount it. The whale seemed that it was ordered by a Superior Being, therefore made the function of a boat, and in way to the weather the animal, followed in direction of the beach. Lying Dirceu on the whale held it with legs and arms, in its mind the thoughts if they confused, it not wise person if he was alive or deceased, until arriving close to the port Finally its mind it clareou, and it repaired that it was in return its island, and was taken by a great joy, joy for being alive, and in return to the place of where he must not have left. The destination has private ways, that it only decides to who to disclose, and that it only allows who goes to pass. We are not gentlemen of our destinations, the destination we are that Sir is ours.

Penumbra Eyes

Penumbra Eyes

Everything that it desired in that last sigh, was the same appearance that soon of any one that had been part of its history. Only that nobody appeared it. The vision became gloomy, now dies in fact. The penumbra takes account of its being, dived in way to a taciturnamente dark universe, the memories still came out, causing anguish, wise person whom the limit of the life exceeds, more could not return, to reviver the beings dear, would have to coexist the absolute solitude, untied in the empty space, contemplating the infinite blackout. It enjoyed only of the remembered thought, a memory that comforted and at the same time it oppressed, served of consolation as resqucio form, also was painful for reaffirming more not reattached. It opens the eyes, does not know to say how much time if passed, perhaps something seemed brief, was a dream, that relief to have waked up. Its eyes search the environment, although to have returned to the world of the livings creature, were in a different scene of which it remembered.

Its eyes look for of anxious form for that it leaves before the dreamed tragedy, but perceive presences not known, rambling in that environment pungente. It feels that perhaps nor everything has been a dream, could really have been wounded, being treated for that it saw of far. It tries to move itself and it does not obtain, nor a light change of position in the neck, not obtaining to contemplate not even its body. It thinks that it could be effect of the suffered trauma, would have to be in rest, who knows under medical cares, but were not in a hospital. Perhaps it is in eats for some time, now he was in whitewashing process, needing extreme cares, or worse, could have lost the movements, depending on the gravity caused for the injury of the projectile.