Sandra Claros

“Superman” by Sandra Claros

Submitted to Contest #51

- How much is that Superman magazine for collectors?  - Ten bucks. The little client looked at his pocket : he did have ten, but he was in need of two. - I only have eight. No way! If I give the journal  for eight bucks, I will have no profit on selling it.  - Right. I have ten, but I need money to go back home. I have to take the bus, and walk three blocks to get home, so I need the change. - Tough for you! - C’mon, pal ¡ I liked your magazine, and I do not have it in my collection...

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“DOGGY” by Sandra Claros

Submitted to Contest #51

There is nothing better than to look at the peaceful stars shining above us in that vast and infinite sky, However, that night was not starry. On the contrary, it was full of activities :  - I still have to do the dishes, dear – I said to my husband, unsetting the table. - Where are the kids? – he asked me, getting the pillows from the sofa for the rocking chairs of the front yard. - the kids must be playing in their room, upstairs . - Let’s call them to come. - Ok. But the kids we...

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“Walt ” by Sandra Claros

Submitted to Contest #49

- You are two hours late, dear. I was just starting to think about leaving as I have drank one cup of coffee, ate one  doughnut, a roast beef sandwich  and smoked four extra-minted cigarettes – said a beautiful lady dressed in red high heels and some little patience ‘ by the way she used to shake her legs, looking at the watch every five seconds. - Sorry, dear, but I thought you were going to get mad at me, I know I am late – said that brilliant doctor , who just arrived at the meeting he had with...

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“Truth” by Sandra Claros

Submitted to Contest #49

- You are two hours late, dear. I was just starting to think about leaving as I have drank one cup of coffee, ate one  doughnut, a roast beef sandwich  and smoked four extra-minted cigarettes – said a beautiful lady dressed in red high heels and some little patience ‘ by the way she used to shake her legs, looking at the watch every five seconds. - Sorry, dear, but I thought you were going to get mad at me, I know I am late – said that brilliant doctor , who just arrived at the meeting he had with...

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“Train ” by Sandra Claros

Submitted to Contest #49

- Good afternoon, old man ,  but by any chance do you know where the train station is ? - a blond and broad – shouldered young man showed up, just in front of the newsstand, where the old man was reading a newspaper, comfortably ssitting on a patch worked pillow over a bench seat. - are you , young man, a foreigner ? It looks like, because I only the tourists or the foreigners visiting the country do not know where the train station is – moving his removable and plastic teeth from.one side to the other of his mo...

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“ queuing ” by Sandra Claros

Submitted to Contest #49

- Hello? Oh ! Elizabeth, I was thinking to call you and tell you to postpone the outing we should have together today afternoon. - Yes! I am so sorry, dear, but I was forgetting to tell you that I have an appointment today , dear. Yes! With the doctor that I had never seen before, but I guess I have told you about the appointment the week before, don’t you remember ?  Well I am still feeling that I am short of breath, so I will go there have a check up, and maybe have some examinations for the ...

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“Different ” by Sandra Claros

Submitted to Contest #49

I was at the office, taking a look at her pic. - She is really , really gorgeous. And we have been dating more than a year. I think it is time to make the so-awaited question - taking a look at my savings and So I took my cellphone, and send her a message. Would you marry me? – he asked her, so, she answered the question using another question :  - Can you wait just a minute please? - hanging up the phone. - Fine. I will wait for you – I answered to her , in agony for the wait, because most of us do not like to wait. T...

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“Enemies” by Sandra Claros

Submitted to Contest #48

-  -  NOTE: They assure that have seen him disguised as a professor, a Methodist pastor, janitor, a photographer of social events, a military officer , etc.  Marcelo took off his army green shirt by throwing it over a box of shotgun bullets. A group of guerrillas approached, waiting for the leader's orders, seated under a bush that had little logs taken out to brush their teeth after breakfast.  Marcelo put on a black shirt and cap.  I ask a burly guerrilla, whose name he did not know.  Are they al...

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“HELP” by Sandra Claros

Submitted to Contest #48

- Everyone knows that volunteers really used to help people due to  the money they received from private donations in addition to some help the government gave – said the goody-goody, splashing holy water over the head of all the volunteers gathered together.  - But the government still owes me the money  for transporting supplies to the regions affected by the drought.  - You should collect it from the government secretary – the goody said to her, crossing herself, three times. - geez! ...

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“Granny” by Sandra Claros

Submitted to Contest #48

 . Grandma had her shaking legs covered by a blanket . She had been keeping her hands hidden under her crossed elbows up to that moment, when,   suddenly, she took both of her wrinkled hands to cover her supple face . A tear rolled down her face. - I must not give up – sitting on her bed, with her head downwards. She looked st the picture over the window sill, where we could easily identify an old smiling man, in a black suit. - But you left , you gave up – looking at the picture and taking a ...

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“Superman” by Sandra Claros

Submitted to Contest #48

- How much is that Superman magazine for collectors?  - Ten bucks. The little client looked at his pocket : he did have ten, but he was in need of two. - I only have eight. No way! If I give the journal  for eight bucks, I will have no profit on selling it.  - Right. I have ten, but I need money to go back home. I have to take the bus, and walk three blocks to get home, so I need the change. - Tough for you! - C’mon, pal ¡ I liked your magazine, and I do not have it in my collection...

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“Hero” by Sandra Claros

 Is it the alarm of the watch in my cellphone ringing ? – I asked myself cleaning the eye gunk with the tip of his index finger just a little before of a huge yawning with the first Ray’s of a shyly sun. It is too early ! – watching the outside through the curtains of the window that was in front of me. I opened my eyes, madly. And the logical reaction was to curse no matter what or who. What the hell !!! – I yelled with my mouth on my pillow - Today is Sunday !!! - and I looked for my glasse...

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“Sofia ” by Sandra Claros

Submitted to Contest #45

 -  Hey beauty! Come - and the great-grandmother Sofía from the height of her ninety-two years - those who according to her, were "very well lived, with a lot of food, a lot of drinks, parties, and everything next to the great love of my life. I have absolutely no regrets! And point (to which I put the comma) Before turning my gaze, she had already grabbed my arm, holding on to her inseparable golden-handled cane that shone less than her bright smile from ear to ear. - Can you help me comb my hair? I c...

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“What a trip! ” by Sandra Claros

The train  has been  running for more than an hour.So, I realized that we were close enough to the train stop, where I thought I was going to meet my dearest ones But when it arrived to the train station, my eyes started to look for them.They are not waiting for me !Disappointed, I took my luggage, to leave by the main entrance.That is exactly when I saw a man  wearing a black suit.He was standing there, near the tree.I glared at him.He looked at me.A second after,   he took a gun out his bag.In shock, eyes wide open...

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“Whiskey” by Sandra Claros

Submitted to Contest #44

Ui@ ui! Ui! i! - and the Officer grabbed his head as if wanting to get it off the shaft.  where I am? What is my name - without understanding what he saw from the cushion from which the color could not be defined. The Officer lifted his head from the cushion, leaning on the back of the chair where he also did not know how it had ended up there. With all the slowness and laziness of a head that was massacred with every attempt to think, the let's say Officer spat on the floor, cracked and filthy. -&nbsp...

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