Jose Gonzalez

“Alexandrovich” by Jose Gonzalez

Long ago, in a world of revolutionaries, people that got tired of living under the same laws and rules established by society thousands of years prior, people who were so bored out of their minds they proposed the idea that perhaps changing the political ideals that ruled the world could offer a better and more open world in which having a conversation and having controversy would actually mean something; The Romantic Era, of course, a name that would suggest in the future that everyone during this time fell in love with each other and there...

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“Remember to Wear your Mask” by Jose Gonzalez

Submitted to Contest #104

I can't allow anyone to see who I really am, last time that happened I got a scar too deep to forget... It's Monday, the first and the longest day of the week, and school makes it oh so much better, but it's fine, we move on and put our brains on autopilot until Friday, at least during, most of the day. It is so tiring, being someone you are not, but not impossible. At some point in life, we all become something we despise for the sake of protecting something we love, I did just that, although, very early in life, I hid with a me that ever...

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“Dying Stars” by Jose Gonzalez

Submitted to Contest #102

Life has taught me that humans are dying stars. We spend all of our lives growing bigger and bigger, some more than others, but we grow nonetheless, some shine more than others and some make a bigger impact than others but they are all stars, dying stars. You see, the star keeps consuming its own energy in order to shine and serve as a beacon of light and life for those that cannot shine, just to blow up in the end and make a huge spectacle out of it. Some stars shine without emitting any heat, and some shine harder once they have died. Huma...

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“My Garden, My Love” by Jose Gonzalez

Submitted to Contest #101

Hello, my name is Jordan, I am a 28-year old whose biggest obsession is his garden. I love flowers, I love helping them grow, taking care of them, and giving them to people who need them. A flower may not seem valuable or a present of huge importance, but then again it all depends on what you consider to be valuable. For me it's the intention behind the flower, the flower simply represents my intentions, for others, a flower may not represent anything, in fact, it might just be meaningless. Then again, if words can change people's lives, a s...

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“The Party of My Life” by Jose Gonzalez

Submitted to Contest #93

My best friend Veronica and I have this business going where we clean up after a party and organize it such that people don't even realize a party went down. Yesterday was a crazy one and for some reason, I cannot remember what happened, all I remember is a bit after the party ended we were both tidying up the place and then I kind of forgot everything else. Maybe if I ask Veronica she will tell me. Ok, wait maybe I can remember if I try hard enough.The party took place just a few blocks away from my apartment and it was people of our age gr...

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“My Story Before Me” by Jose Gonzalez

Submitted to Contest #91

I am very bored, I am done with my work, I am done watching TV, I have no idea where I am even bringing this thought to be completely honest. I might as well just go for a walk and see where I will end up. As I get out of my house I notice the beautiful blue sky, the amazing breeze, the-the... who am I kidding it was a Tuesday and there was nobody on sight, not even a goddamn pigeon, but, oh well, I moved on with my stroll. Well, I walked so far that my playlist ended and I was in front of a library- I had also stepped on shit, but that is n...

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