Category: Short Stories
Blind Date
June 16th, 2017
‘Tell me again, how did you meet this girl?’
‘In the bar, just around the corner.’
I was sitting with my friend in a café during a short coffee break. We both worked in the same office building and met daily for a chat. He always had something new to share. This time he was excited about a new girl he had met. I had my doubts. But then again I have always been suspicious of people. He on the other hand could not stop talking about her.
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The Case of Lidia and the Cuckoo Clock
April 21st, 2017
I have seen a few cases in my life. The work of a psychiatrist is quite surprising from time to time. I’ve had patients who thought they were possessed by the devil or thought they were being haunted, patients who believed they were constantly being followed or even patients who believed they came from another planet. I was able to cure most of them the answer being something as simple as confronting one’s fears. But Lidia…she was…something else.
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Merciful Fate
February 10th, 2017
I knew I was cursed the moment I set my eyes on him. I don’t know how he did it but I was completely mesmerized by his features, his dark eyes and unbelievably kissable smile. It was as if time had stopped just for me to observe the beauty that stood before me. I wasn’t having an easy life lately. I was so buried in problems and stress that I hardly paid any attention to my surrounding. Until he forced me to.
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A few years back everyone was watching movies inspired by us, inspired by our kind. Year 2017 and everyone seems to have forgotten all about it. It was ‘cool’ to be a vampire a few years ago.
I loved her. I loved her so much. I would have done anything for her. I would have given her the clothes I’m wearing and freeze to death, I would have given her my food and starve for her, my heart…I would have died for her.
Standing on my own two feet but I had the feeling I was falling endlessly. Alone in darkness, cold, trembling yet I knew I wasn’t alone.
Dear mine,