I can not imagine what I would do without her; perhaps I´d be roaming the streets like a homeless person or like a lost child looking for her beloved and precious mother in the supermarket. I´ve always wanted to be with her; since we first met. We lost contact for about three yeas and then… like if the world wanted us to be together; we stumbled upon each other. I told her about what my feelings for her and she did so as well. We started seeing each other every time more often. We went out and had fun; now we are a couple, and a couple we shall remain being. She´s my only friend, my only enjoyable company, my teacher and my guardian… my girlfriend.
My Only True Memory as a Child
The rain was hitting the ground hard; not even hitting… the rain was almost punching holes through the ground. One could hear how the pavement trembled as it was attacked from the sky by little kamikaze drops of water and ice. I remember how the ice fell and how it looked. It was almost as if one had before his own eyes the very terror of gigantic meteorites. They seemed like little and heavy rocks falling from farther than the sky. I always imagined that within those drops and those chunks of ice, there were little aliens inhabiting and living in their own space ship; and when they reached the ground they just used disappear.
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What Really Entertains Me…
“Writing is an art. Some are begotten being already artists, other polish their skills and become artists… some just aren´t made of wood hard enough; they try too hard and then splinters from their surface come out; and to whichever touches or sees their art are blinded and bleed for the rest of their lives”. I enjoy writing little entertaining stories; it really entertains me when I travel through the limits of my own imagination and see all those colors and shapes made of words and sentences. They emanate sonnets, poems, verses… they emanate art and epic writings. Writing is… what makes me happy (and is fun too).
My Dog Needs No Frills
I had adopted my dog when he was three years old. At first, it was very hard to get him to come out from under the coffee table. I guess, the new environment made him a little insecure. Eventually, he would come out and begin to explore. Once he found out that he had the rule of the house, he did what most dogs would do, he peed on the floor. Well, I could not have that, so I decided to train him to go outside each morning when I arose, and after every meal. He eventually got the hang of it, although he does have his accidents. The dog would do almost anything for me and I for him. He has shown me unconditional love and I love this dog, which is now 17 years old, and I would never humiliate him by dressing him in a dog Halloween costume.