Category: writing&blogging
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Is It an Illusion?!
On what seems like a bright morning, she got up, got dressed, and packed her stuff. She decided it was time to move on. She is still young, in her twenties and life seems to be shining up for her. Everything is going according to plan. She headed to the…
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Pleasant Remembrances
It is 2015, few days ago I turned 23 and now I’m working as an English Teacher. Teaching was never among my future plans, I never thought of being a teacher, I could never imagine myself as a teacher, but that’s how it went. In a weird way being at…
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A Clown in Black!
In the middle of almost a deserted place, on the side of the high way, whether on a sunny beautiful day or a cold one, you’ll find him there. Sitting aside, in his colorful clothes, messy crazy hair, red nose, and his huge massive colorful shoes; surrounded by balloons of…
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Black & White
Early in the morning Black and White walk out of the apartment towards the elevator, Black looking great in his freshly ironed suite and new haircut. While White is looking very tired in his crumple clothes and messy hair gazing with his sleepy eyes at the floor of the elevator…
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The Last Spark
As each afternoon, the mother stood behind the window watching over her seventeen years old daughter, as she rode her bike up the hill towards the old man’s castle. The mother can’t comprehend how her daughter can stand that cranky man and his creepy dog. The old man is in…
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Lights and Flowers
Crowded streets, full of cars the fancy and the regular ones wandering the streets into different destinations, heading to restaurants, theaters, cafe, home or probably heading to a friend’s house. Where ever it is going, its’ passengers are seeking for rest and joy after a long working day. There he…
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He is coming today!
Every morning, she prepares the coffee, places two cups on the tray and brings it out to the balcony. Afterwards, she gets dressed with one of her vintage beautiful dresses, shiny heals and leather bag and heads towards the markets with a lovely smile on her face as she says to…
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A Struggling Tornado
Hand s apart, your legs dancing on the rhythm of the air, feeling the wind through your hair and striking your face gently, flying freely, like a free-falling leaf dancing in the wind. At once you feel wrapped, surrounded by the wind, as if your internal struggle is subjected into…
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Darkness…
Searching for the moon on a dark night, no sight of it, only darkness is mastering the quiet night… Not even a single star had the courage to show up… What have happened?!…darkness…Silence…fears…defeat…deserted places waiting for a single star to shine upon… Hidden faces in the shade behind the windows…
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In a Mother’s Shoes
When I was a little girl, I used to fool around the house wearing her shoes not knowing how lucky I was to be stepping in a great lady’s shoes. Growing up by her side I learned every single day, how hard it is to be stepping in a mother’s…
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