Eyes are a mystery. I’ll always remember those big dark eyes looking at me wide open. I was fascinated by them. I couldn’t see anything apart from them. Though not close to me, they transmitted loneliness and sad acceptance. The image of that old gorilla has never left my mind.
This is a group of very short stories written in easy English. They mean a picture of shocking facts through only fifty words. Neither more nor less.
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jueves, 6 de noviembre de 2014
miércoles, 17 de octubre de 2012
Revealing eyes
When she enters the office I always look into her eyes. Those dark eyes have a different meaning to unravel. Some days they look tired, or sad. Today, they revealed a touch of hidden vulnerability, but I saw a spark of happiness. What will her mysterious eyes tell me tomorrow?
viernes, 30 de marzo de 2012
The kendoist who didn't use to sleep
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