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November 4, 2017
 

The coldest days of the war
(A thriller story about violence)
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I'm not sure. I'm chock for what happened. I saw her face, very familiar to me, in a party of my friend near Duque de Caxias and now she's murdered.

M-U-R-D-E-R-E-D. For what? For who? Anybody knows. The Television only shows that. Death, blood, nothing compares to the oldest years with Music on Television to relaxing in the dark days.

The investigators look at everyone. They want answers, only answers, cause if they don't happen, if the answers don't showed they closed the case: the only way to solve that will gone like "It's over, we won't find before and we don't open it again" and she'll gone to cemetery without peac...

EXPLOSION
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November 2, 2017
 

A cold breeze gently passed him by caressing his cheek. He squinted. His eyes strained to see through the dark. The Dark. 

The wind tousled his long hair across his face as he trudged on against the spine chilling cold. 

The forest was covered in a thin layer of silver moonlight that hovered over the sleeping branches and leaves of trees, leaving the slightest distance of modesty, not penetrating the canopy any further, allowing darkness to thrive underneath.

The echo of a wolf's howl stirred a shiver within him, while the defiant wind whistled mischievously through the trees. 

He wished to run, to escape the pervasive darkness. But how. 

He wished to see through it. 

But the eyes of th...

ENDLESS STARS
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October 31, 2017
 

Happy Halloween

TIME TO RELAX
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October 31, 2017
Vadodara, India

Halloween special:

She wanted to dress differently this Halloween.

Unluckily, she belonged to the wrong side of the mirror.

TIME TO RELAX
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October 31, 2017
 

4a.m. Conversations between Your Whiskey and My Hot Chocolate


"And you still call him your best friend?" he asked as he sat beside her, sharing her blanket. He wasn't sure if the terrace was the right place, but somehow the early winter winds of October felt nice against the skin, with her in that sort of proximity.

"He knows me better than I know myself. Even today. It has almost been a decade with him," she said rubbing her cold palms together.

"That decade of yours, includes an entire year of you crying in vain for him, every single day," he said as taking her cold hands and pressed between his warm hands. "That man broke your heart."

"Such bonds, they neither come easy, no...

LETTRS GOLD
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October 30, 2017
 

if the force is with me,
why am i being churned
in Hades field?
the spirit or goblin
takes me on a spin
the essence of Halloween
berries, chocolates and quince
honour the gone, and get scared too
Halloween in town... and HULLABALOO

-Abeera

MAKE A DIFFERENCE DAY
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October 30, 2017
 

          Happy Halloween!

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PARTY HARD
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Jen
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October 22, 2017
 

THE CHURCH'S SECRET
Chapter-4

The storm is seemingly coming to an end. Reese and I are seated in a hall that is warm and as large as an auditorium. All the furniture and paintings I see around me seems vintage and precious. I felt like being in the ancient Britain's era. The atmosphere was mesmerising. Holy paintings of Jesus were hung up on the wall. Sister Lily had fables associated with each to tell us. But there were some paintings I questioned that she didn't seem to answer.

"Are you alright?!" she worriedly exclaimed.
"Yes, we are. But there are things I need to talk to you about and you certainly know the answer to the questions I'm going to ask." I said.
She spoke nothing for a ...

EVALUATE YOUR LIFE DAY
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October 22, 2017
 

SATIRE FOR THE TIME OF YEAR

this is nothing but a sarcastic poem of a situation. with that deep love and respect~ Rood

I am the evil all men fear! I am that shrew that shares the devil's ear!!! Quake little heartless bitches, never seen me like those of magnanimous witches, simple to set boundaries like ditches...

DO NOT PISS OFF A WICCAN!!!

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OH MY GOD
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October 18, 2017
 

a.a.doodles©

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SEINFELD
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October 2, 2017
Monsey, United States

What if, instead of seeing your face in the mirror, you saw who you really are?
Will that scare you? Because it sure as heck will scare me!
Because I don't know what to expect when I look in the mirror. Will I see all of my scars?
Or will I see only what the mirror wants me to see?

IT'S OUR SECRET
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September 18, 2017
 

ALIENS ARE AMONG US LOVELIES!

WE ARE DYING EVERYDAY DON'T YOU SEE, YOU SEE, YOU SEE

TODAYISTHEDAYTODAYISTHEDAY

LOVELIES

LISTEN UP.

as the aliens arrive, closer and closer will we be to the truth.

RISE AND SHINE

SMELL THE ROSES, THE COFFEE, THE LIES, BABY DOLLS!

TODAY IS THE DAY.

and the closer we are to the truth, the closer we are to dying. today is the day we DIE LOVELIES PAY ATTENTION.

today is the day we die.

and you will smile wide just like we practiced, correct?

and you will curtsy with a perfect posture just like we practiced, correct?

correctcorrectcorrect

today is the day, oh lovely lovely day.

THE DAY IS HERE!

rise and shine lovelies!...

TOTAL ECLIPSE 2017
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August 16, 2017
Loni Bk., India

A basic instinct.
An urge? I am conscious.
To paint the walls red,
To paint others with their own existence.

Blood spatters,
Patterned obsession,
I don't believe in life after death.
They made me like this,
So I embraced it.

The sweet sound.
Hammer colliding with a skull.
My fist against their face,
My knife against their chest,
I smile in their agony.

The smell of rust from their blood,
How much I long for it everyday,

MADONNA
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August 14, 2017
 

(Read posted letter before this)

Perspective

He offered to shelter from the heavy pour in a small coffee shop a few feet ahead and I agreed. We shuffled quickly toward it, growing breathless.

As we entered inside, I heard him mumbling something to me. I didn't hear what he said, I was trying to catch my breath. I thought he made another of his lame jokes. So I let out an almost smile and agreed nodding. "Yes funny," I thought to myself sarcastically.

I needed to sit and so I made my way to a small table near the door. As soon as the rain stopped I wanted to head back out and tell him what I had to. He wasn't trailing behind me as usual so I searched the room for him. Almost immediatel...

THE KISS
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August 12, 2017
 

The last thing i remember was listening to a boring lecture and then all of a sudden it all went to a blur and I  found myself in a hallway. I looked around and saw that it was dark on either side of the hallway, only the path was lit, at the end of which I saw a door. I kept walking in that direction and as I was walking I realized that the door is quite  far from my where i was now. It felt  like the distance kept increasing by each step i took. But I kept walking and all of a sudden  I heard a woman talking to someone in a language that i hadn’t heard before. I tried to find out who it was. I  kept walking towards the sound and suddenly  I heard a girl screaming from behind. The scream so ...

NEVER ENDING
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July 31, 2017
 

*•~ The Empty House- a tale ~•*

"She is just a prostitute. Prostitute. Prostitute. Bloody Ranndee", he repeated the words to himself and rolled the words up and down his tongue. "Hold your calm. Be cool. Breathe".

But he was far from that. He was dizzy and exploding with excitement. He was so tempted by this little woman leading him by his hand now- playfully swaying her hips, rhythmically; as if the stars played her secret music.

He wanted to take her; at the street, right there- fuck her, crush her body- rapture at her soul, fuck this very artful web of black magic seduction she was spinning around him with such finesse. He wanted to fuck her nature and her habits- how her hair hung in l...

DARK NIGHT
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July 7, 2017
Ghaziabad, India

He heard the sound of sobs from the room next door.
Crept in to find a little girl curled under the bed.
Staring at him with a defeating smile in silence.

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DAY OF TRUTH
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June 23, 2017
 

“Where is mommy? Where is mommy?”, Giggles the mother hiding her face with her hands.

Toddler points out at the darkness!

BLACK AND WHITE MOVEMENT
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