Sometimes Irene Carvalho wondered if she was brought into this world only to see herself fade.
While everyone around her went about their normal lives as mundane shapes and colours, she remained still, and somehow untouched by the moving of time...
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A Cidade Da Luz
“I don’t understand what she has against some culture. I mean the lady drags us half way across the world and expects us to sit in our hotel room or go to shopping malls. I get that she’s about to divorce Richard and wants to blow all his money before the shit hits the fan, but I feel like…We should even try to absorb some of this culture or like even pretend like there’s a shred of authenticity about us.”
His files were piled neatly in the same specific order Smith always arranged them into. Pile one: important. Pile two: finished. Pile three: can wait. Pile four: to be burnt.
Inevitably the time comes when we have to say goodbye, so let's do it in style.
Autumn leaves waltz on the melancholic floor while I straighten Veronique’s hat. I give her a kiss on the forehead and tighten my grip on her tiny fingers that always radiate intense heat for the whole world to feel.
I Left It In Myles Bay
I needed It to stay away. I was so scared of It coming back. I’d kept It away by thinking of happy times and happy moments. Each one gave me only so much time. It ate away at my joyous memories and eventually burned through them like fuel. But I knew. There was one place, with memories too good, a place where every room rang with laughter and held the warmth of sun rays in the floor, a place where I had always been happy.
Fay felt something tighten around her chest.“I can’t remember the last time I’ve heard music”, Nicole whispered from somewhere far away.
I wasn’t very sad when our son died. I mean of course I was sad, but not heart-broken. Sounds horrible, I know, but I just wasn’t.
I was thirteen when my father came up to me with a box. He handed it to me and told that there was a dead cat inside and asked me to bury it.