Wrath

His life was a wreck. Everything in it didn’t work. Even his marriage was a mirage. He was full of anger. He had the ability to make the others feel that it was their fault though. His feelings of inferiority made him afraid of people. That is how he felt.

The woman who loved her dog so much.

She had a playful dog. It enjoyed playing with her and also with other dogs. She loved it so much! She only lived for it. She wanted it for herself, so it stopped playing with other dogs and with other people. And eventually it became infinitely unhappy, except with her.

The telephone call

She was the perfect mother. She’d always cared for him and backed him up. She was for him and he was the perfect son. She thought she had an ideal relationship. It was her birthday but the telephone didn’t ring. She felt the most helpless person in the world.

The living moments collector

People said he was the best local sculptor. He only worked with blocks of pure transparent ice in a dim wax candle light. His carvings looked living beings, so real that people could hear them moan with tears of pain when the sun started to melt them in the morning.

Powers of endurance

They’d told her to go to flat 159 in one of those buildings. The elevator didn’t work so she started to climb the stairs. Many times she was on the verge of giving up her climbing. After long time and effort she arrived there, but it was the wrong building.

The worth of a puncture

“Notoril” was the only cure for her illness. Her husband rushed to the pharmacy with the prescription. The laboratories would send the medicine immediately. A courier left the labs towards the chemist’s. On the road his motorbike had a puncture. When the medicine arrived nobody needed it. It was returned.