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lunes, 9 de diciembre de 2013

The unborn army

Yes, my father died before meeting my mother at university. I am one of those thousands of unborn guys. A stupid insane man entered his classroom at high school and murdered seven students, my father among them. He never gave me either a present or played both of us together.

lunes, 12 de agosto de 2013

Childhood's end

He was a successful lawyer, smart, handsome, appreciated by everyone. He had state of the art cars, a great apartment, and belonged to exclusive clubs. He took private Spanish lessons. Talking about childhood, he said his hadn’t been easy. His father was blind and his beloved mother was mentally handicapped.

martes, 30 de julio de 2013

Warm memories

Once, the old man was asked about the best moment in his life. Then, he remembered a few Sunday mornings when he was five or six. He rushed to his parents' bed and his father would tell him one of those fairy tales, accompanied by the warmth of his body.

viernes, 6 de enero de 2012

The Student


The boy who lived in the countryside came home from university. He wanted to give his parents a big surprise. At the door, he found his family cold and cheerless. To support him with his studies, his parents sold all their cattle and led a very poor and simple life.