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Lucas loved his life. He hadn’t been around for a very long time but he simply adored the way life was treating him. He felt the luckiest creature. For as long as he could remember, he had been loved and pampered. He didn’t have to ask for anything: life was giving him everything he wanted even before he could express a wish. He felt content and quiet. The sound of peaceful waves soothed him whenever he felt little disco...
Aaron was in the attic, his granny’s attic. I don’t know what it is with attics and children but they are constantly seduced by its dust, its chaos, its smell of old memories. Because that is what grannies’ attics are: living memories of past lives that still talk to us from beneath layers of dust. Indeed, children are able to infuse dust with new life, through the touch of their hand, driven by their wild imagination. <...
Chris was staring at the sea; it was a calm evening. A gentle breeze was caressing his sunburnt face. He knew that breeze as he knew his mother. It would always blow in the evening, at times gently at times with the violence and cruelty of a witch. He knew how to handle it though: he knew that sailing was not an option when that old witch was mad. And how often was she mad! He remembered that one...
Why have I not bought the book again? How I am I supposed to pass this exam if I don’t even have the book? My dad is going to kill me if I don’t pass it. Statistics 101. I used to be really good at maths in high school. I got lost somewhere this semester. I probably get lost every Friday at the Lazy Lizard and every Saturday at the Boston Beanery, and every Wednesday, and Tuesday, and…whatever… N...
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