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Time and Friendship
Time and friendshipThey say that time heals and erases everything. I experienced situations that I thought were very remarkable and today I only have the trace of such memories. Some of these tracks make me doubt the time, others make me grateful.No, time does not erase all wounds. He passes. And sometimes we need it to process the damage. Measure trauma. Although today I am aware of its importance, I have always mocked this old saying.When I was 14, my best friend, Felipe, lost his mother. It was a heavy blow for a 15-year-old boy to endure, having his younger sister to look after and a fathe...
6 Years...
“Hey…”“Hey, it’s been a while.”“Yeah, yeah. You, um, you wanna find somewhere to sit? Or do you want to stand?”“Um...there’s a bench over there, but it has snow on it, it’s probably wet.”“What time do you have to leave? I feel like we need to hash out everything, but if you have somewhere to be, I don’t want to hold you up.”“Oh...I actually do...um...I have to get something for my dad, and he wants me to be home soon.”“How long can you stay?”“Maybe an hour?”“Should we do this inside?”“I’m actually kind of hot right now.”“Go figure, climate change, am I right?” …“Okay...we’ll stand?”“Standing i...
Friends Through Fire
Author’s Note: Hi! NOTE FOR ALL Y’ALL WHO GO ON LIKE SPREES: I personally think that likes are nice, but comments and critiques are much more helpful! I kind of hate it when people just go on random liking sprees. I’d appreciate it much more if you took the time to read and give feedback. Points are nice but at the end of the day, improvement is better :) OK, that’s over. I really hope you enjoy this one! It’s not really the prompt, as it’s not so much a rough patch as it is separation. This is also based on the Grenfell Tower tragedy. I’m not sure how big the Grenfell story was outside of the...
The Food of Love
love is a sandstorm undulating sand-dune sea a map is uselesslove is a marble hard glass encases a core that’s unreachablelove is an onion it’s got a hundred layers and it makes you cry!love is a corner of the street or of a room; according to choicelove is a cycle; flowers bloom, and then wither leaving seeds for morelike unravelled wool love is so complicated not one end in sightI snapped my school diary shut. It wouldn’t do for Brown Cow to ask what I was scribbling – again! Heaven knows the stiwww.onedoor.ccck I got when I said I wanted to be a writer when I grew up. That made me decide never to open ...