Stories
At exactly 4:27 in the afternoon, my first LitCritter Original short story materializes; escaping away from my disturbed mind and succumbing in print on a short bondpaper from Scooby's.
At exactly 4:27 in the afternoon, my first LitCritter Original short story materializes; escaping away from my disturbed mind and succumbing in print on a short bondpaper from Scooby's.
Body Clock
I can't believe it! I woke up this morning at 11 o'clock, then I took a bath, ate at the same place where Ben is now used to, brushed my teeth and fell on my bed, disregarding the musky atmosphere of the room -- like I was placed inside a large turbo-boiler. I woke up again at 2:05 in the afternoon with something very heavy donned on my head and my whole being pinned like forever on my thinning bed's foam. Luckily I was able to get up.
That was something original, I have never done that in my whole life. Something must be wrong.
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2 comments:
i am so excited to read your story... i am a there spiritually texting you that morning na, nga your trying to finish your masterpiece... alas, nahuman sya... wah!!!! mucomment jud ko frog!!!! bantay ka sa eagle....
hehe... looks like you'll comment first before our moderator ha! hehe...
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