Showing posts with label Original Stories. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Original Stories. Show all posts

Tuesday, November 9, 2021

The trip to the piggies from the forest zoo

Today we went to the Zoo, all four of us: Tiny Louie, Tiny Fluffy, the nice white boy piggie and Little Red White Girl piggie. They wanted to see their relatives who were living there. We noticed the weather and the sky. It was a very a beautiful morning, with blue sky and the sun shining above the small town. The road was full of green parks and green pastures.
We stopped by to get dandelions and green leaves. 

One moment of not paying attention and Tiny Louie has escaped from the basket. He ran away in the grass and bid behind the bushes. He ran really fast, but luckily Josephine captured him before he went too far. After a few moments, she put him right back in the basket. The piggie was safe and sound.

"You have to stay in here, till we arrive at the Zoo, so people take care of you and feed you with lots of delicious veggies and fruits." The zoo caretakers were very nice people. They had rabbits, doves, deers, a peacock, bears and even a wolf. 





Friday, October 9, 2015

Halloween party is coming

Today we are getting closer to Halloween party and holiday faster and faster. What would you like to do when that day comes? I would look for a costume, decor accessories and music for the background. But I would start making a list of people to join the party. Wouldn't you?
I would visit online stores or real stores to find outfits of bride or groom, or animals, scary characters or movie characters. Then I would find the suitable accessories to fit my outif. I would invite my best friend to join me at the party, because I don't like to go alone. She would cheer me up and we'd have lots of fun together. And last, I would bring my camera to shoot or take pictures of the party. How nice it was in college, with the parties and discoteque dancing I've attented with my coleagues or friends. If I could only turn back time, to be so happy like in the first day of school or the first day of being married.

Maybe it should be like the first day, but here on earth happiness won't last. I wish I'd find a way to make it last. When you lack money, a job, a trustworthy person or friend, how can life become better? One only needs a house, a car and a pool... or otherwise a garden to enjoy the little spare time one has, to take sun showers, to look at flowers and trees, to swimm in the pool, to ride in a car with one's family, to own a dog or a cat, or all kinds of animals, to love someone else or one's pets. When there will be no more sickness, we will be happy and forever joyful and healthy, and no more poverty or pain, or evil people, then we'll be very happy.





Friday, August 29, 2014

Crystal Princess Fantasy

A glimpse of the one

She walked on the white stairs towards the ballroom. Being so shy, still found the guts to look around the rooms for him, the wonderful prince with golden hair. His eyes so bright blue, sparkling like diamonds. Seeing his lips, so soft like rose petals, she wanted to get near him, but it was impossible since too many people were surrounding him, wanting a piece of him. He could not be eatable! Why do they get around him like he is a sweet cake or a loaf of bread.
He was busy with people talking around him, but then in a minute, got bored. When he had seen her, he remained still, and starred at her for a long time. She thought they will always remain young, and live forever, unchanged, and never for a second she didn't think the beautiful dream could turn into gray mist and vanish.
All she wanted was to dance with him, to be in his arms. And there she was, in his arms, in the arms of this unknown blonde prince, dancing like no one could ever see them. Someone should have told her that no one could be trusted. The waited came surprisingly by with drinks in crystal glasses, and she took a glass of red wine.
Waiting for her prince charming, she lived in the present... not knowing he will become a dreadful beast who will want to hunt her down. No one could help her get away from the beast. The beast was feroceous, ugly and greedy.

Out of the dream, into the present.

-If you don't translate I will take your computer and sell it, he treatened his girlfriend.
-You're sick man! or ill I suppose.
-Shut the fuck up! I'm gonna kill you or burn this house. I'm coming to hit you.
She's heading toward the door after staying a little bit like a statue.

"Why does he talk like this? I don't have to work to proove him anything. Why should I work? For him? I'm his hoe and he's the pimp? What the hell is this? Why doesn't he love me anymore?
I didn't mean to hurt him... or kiss someone else. Someone else kissed me. I tried to fight him, he was not smelling good anyway. He was nice, but he was even worse than my husband. He hurt his own wife many times. He wasn't allowed to do that, even if she slept with another guy. Who the fuck makes these men stay with someone in the same house, if the woman is guilty of kissing or being with someone else... or being in love with another guy. No other guy is good enough. I shouldn't have told my mother also, about what happend. I was so stressed, 'cause he didn't let me use the computer in the first place, at least to share my pain, to tell anyone about what he did to me. What love is this? He hit me first, and the I cheated on him. I didn't cheat first and never wanted to do it.
Life sucks anyways! I believed in God in my own way. Now that I believe in His way, it's still the same, still hurting and going through so much pain. Why? All because I haven't met my real prince charming. Sex isn't enough if you can't talk to your boyfriend or husband about anything important. Or anything at all.
I can't sleep in the same bed with him, because my back hurts. I'm sick. He should buy a better bed. I'm sick and tired of he stealing my money. He's under the controll of the devil. I don't want to be on the dark side, on the devil's side. Only on the good side. Good always wins."

-Hello, honey.
-Hello Charlie. How are you?
-I'm sick of my life and also so glad to meet you.
I like you a lot. But you're with your girlfriend. She loves you and she looks like your sister.
But I respect her.




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