Stories Tagged 'Fiction park'
Dear me of the past, There are so many things I want to say to you, so many advices I want to give you, but alas, I cannot.
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He never really cared for Valentine’s Day. It was a mere symbol of commercialisation of emotions for him. However, this year something felt amiss, he wasn’t feeling his usual self.
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On the yellowish wall was a blurry sketch of Confucius and next to it a fuzzy John Lennon portrait. The liaison of old wall’s faint yellow paint and the numerous wall cracks resulted in a distinct shape, a bit of a cult of Maya’s café.
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A few days ago, I received a message from K. It read, “Hey, hey, hey. I’m getting married. December 15 is the big day.
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Mira started feeling something different and incomplete this time. The ‘ting’ sound of messenger didn’t bring any joy like it did a year ago
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Even though the whole day, a midsummer day, had been swelteringly hot, the atmosphere drastically cooled off as the fat old sun began to set. The gentle breeze teased the flower buds and the branches of the trees were thrown into a sudden oscillation. My hair, too, was swaying with it.
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Once upon a time, there lived a family of four; a father and a mother and their two sons. They lived a happy life. But as they say, happiness is nothing but a prelude to troubles. Troubles soon came knocking on their doors. When the younger son was just seven years old, the mother passed away.
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