What if he would not let her out again? She sat in this little cabinet for over 100 years now and waited for her revenge. Finally she heard noises from outside. Maybe her time had come. Advertisements
So, why is it so difficult living with the people all around you? Why is it so painful sometimes? Sometimes, friendship kills you. Sometimes, you don’t even know why you chose a person to be his or her friend. Or worse: Sometimes, you don’t know, why they chose you. I am prone to failure. And … More An Open Letter: Friendship and Failure
He sat down quietly with his jacket casually draped upon his shoulders. “I will drown all of you little detectives”, he said, biting slowly into his hamburger.
He looked into the mirror. His eyes lit up green. The mirror shattered. The curse was on him now.
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Violette did not know, where to go or what to do. Everything was pitched black, she could not see her hand right in front of her eyes. Cautiously, she tried to get to her little lantern on her bedside table. When she reached it she fumbled clumsily to light it up. Eventually she was successful. … More The Sun (Writing Prompt #14) Part Two
There was a bedtime story, which Violette’s mother told her several times. She was a little child. Back then, it was a very scary story. Since Violette’s mother had died ten month ago, she dreamt of that bedtime story frequently. When she woke up, she only remembered that the sun had been stolen by some … More The Sun (Writing Prompt #14) Part One
All the slaves worked and worked. But one of them was special. Mira belonged to the King. She knew how to read and write, so the King had her at his side at any time.
Meine Mitbewohnerin fährt nach einem normalen Arbeitstag mit dem Wochenende vor Augen nach Hause. Wie immer unterwegs auf der linken Spur der B7, war sie natürlich überrascht, als das Auto vor ihr plötzlich mit nach links gesetztem Blinker stehen blieb. Aus dem Auto kletterte zuerst eine Person, dann eine zweite. Die Erste stieg daraufhin wieder … More Freitag, der 13.