Grandpa's Cat_I'll Put The Stars Back In The Sky_FLOWERS ARE DANCING_Miss Lou
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Grandpa's Cat
My grandpa Atanas doesn’t like cats. “I’m just not a fan! I am not a cat-lover!” He would say on better days. Better days, meaning the days when there are no cats around, when he doesn’t come across them and they don’t come up his way. Better for both him and them. Living in the countryside, however, meant that he would unwittingly have to dwell in a cat-infested parish and it soon became clear that the aforementioned better days would be fewer than the worse days. When it comes to cats, that is. His house is an old, wooden one with a tall and spacious open terrace. I have always thought th...
I'll Put The Stars Back In The Sky
The last thing I see is a starry sky. It’s beautiful. Really beautiful. It’swww.onedoor.cc a damn shame that I never took the time to really appreciate it up until now. I should have studied astronomy instead of business. Hell, I should have studied anything other than business. What was I thinking? Wait, no, I shouldn’t be thinking about that right now. The sky is beautiful, and that’s all that matters.As I stare at it, it’s easy to forget that I’m currently bleeding out on the sidewalk. Why is that happening again? I don’t remember. It doesn’t matter.“Actually, it matters quite a bit.”“Jesus!”Suddenly, I’...
FLOWERS ARE DANCING
FLOWERS ARE DANCING“ Roses? Red roses? They are beautiful but…too obvious….white roses then? Or yellow roses?” Paul wondered, he couldn’t decide. His grandmother Ida was turning eighty and he wanted to bring her a floral tribute but he was undecided about which flowers to choose. ROSES…it’s obvious to think of roses when thinking of a floral tribute to celebrate ( to pay homage to) someone, but perhaps it would have been more original to choose other flowers…Orchids perhaps? Or tulips?” Paul found orchids too sumptuous and tulips too modest. “ You are going to visit grandma Ida, don’t you? ...
Miss Lou
Louisa went to bed early the night before. She decided to get a few more hours of sleep than usual because of her upcoming admission exam for the university of creative writing. She felt like she wasn’t good enough, but her best friend insisted on her at least trying, so she couldn’t just let her down. When the sun tickled her nose and the birds outside started chirping a small smile appeared on her face. When she slowly opened her eyes and sat up her smile dropped as fast as it came. Where the hell was she? Louisa wasn’t in her comfortable bed with her blue pillows, in fact she wasn’t in a mo...