Stardust

I sink my hands into the sand, I pick up a handful and I let it seep through my fingers. The sun is setting, red rays on light are reflected on the surface of the water and go through everything they meet, making me feel like one with nature. This is the most familiar and waited-for moment of the day, I allow it for myself every day to take stock of what I do. It’s a moment to meditate and reflect and the sun is the judge and listener. It’s in those very moments that I feel a part of […]

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I am not with them

I don’t like it when they all gather round and talk behind other people’s backs. I find it irritating, stupid, it makes them airheads. I’m not like that and I refuse to join them just to not be isolated during break-time. I’d rather stay on my own with the boys, who in the end are so much better than all these little girls. I have nothing against them, on the contrary, I get along fine with some of them sometimes; but they can’t treat Laura like that, their prey. I hate to hear that they make fun of her. It […]

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Ophie is with me

Surrounded by the clouds and the rays of the sun, the silent and soft flight over the noisy lands. I feel free and light and it seems that life from here is less ugly and painful. The ropes are pulled and then a vortex of fire bursts out and a mighty sound comes out showing the immense power. Ophie flies safely following the upstream currents, taking me away. Far from everything that makes me suffer, my parents, my schoolmates, my friends. I’m a little girl like the others, but reality has another flavor. My name is Sophie and unfortunately I […]

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I was…

I was … one who had to always prove to be up to every situation; although, I was conditioned by a strong sense of insecurity and poor self-esteem. One who was wearing masks on masks to hide a warm, sweet and sensitive soul. Which depended on the judgment of others, Hence I had never been true to myself. I was imprisoned by anxieties, distress, fears, and a thousand of paranoia. Never enjoying the present, because I was always thinking about the future. I had nothing in hand for tomorrow, because I had not finished anything yesterday. I preferred staying in […]

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Orion’s Belt

It’s a gloomy night that promises nothing good. I do not know what’s happening to me, but my stomach is closed, a tightness that does not let me breathe properly and makes me shiver. My friends are nervously walking around me, I hear them silent, they are agitated and fomented; whereas I’m lying on the grass, trying to keep calm concentrating on the perfumes. They are so familiar! I look up at the sky. It’s full of stars. I’m looking for the hunter and Betelgeuse, the brightest star of the Orion belt. Finally I find it, I observe it; It’s […]

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Endless void

Every night that damn dream came to the door of my mind. I was in a marble quarry; I was pushing a granite boulder doing a tremendous effort. I tried to move it, but there was nothing I could do, nothing. I could not. Despite all possible attempts, that boulder remained there, firmly in place. Every morning, as I woke up, I could never remembered the place I was in, not even a detail of the environment around. The way I saw myself was blurry too, every time, all that remained was a sense of heaviness and disappointment. I stayed […]

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Look at yourself in the mirror

“Tell me why are you doing this? Have you forgotten that we grew up together? Remember those pictures of our pregnant mothers? I always thought we were friends even then, how can you not realize anything?” The words are sharp, angry, poisonous arrows that can rip even the hardest heart. But not mine. Rather. I’m tempted to take him by the neck and attach him to the wall. I cannot stand the tranquility that he flaunts. Between the two of us it was always him the one having the most glowing character of brawler. Many quarrels happened for banalities and […]

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Books and dreams

Marta is sitting comfortably on her chair, in a studio apartment that smells like a mixture of moss and cat food. She holds in her hands her new school diary; she has just begun her first year of middle school. Her mom went out tonight, like every night, she went to dance with her slightly odd friend, while her dad is at work. Marta sits there smiling at her new sequel of a book called “little women”, bought that afternoon with her savings of the month. She lives between the pages of that book, almost bigger than her, traveling, exploring, […]

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