Link "Wake up!" a voice whispered in my ear. I forced myself awake and sat up. A quick glance at the time told me I had been asleep for less than a minute. I sighed and rubbed my eyes, not taking

Link It was supposed to be yet another usual day for an old man, but his last one, as he had realized it was his time for all eternity. He was looking towards the sky, the usual destination of his eyes

Link Here sex is free and love has become a pocket full of notes. Where losing your cell phone is worse than losing your values. Where the fashion is to smoke and drink, and if you don't, you're out of

Link María was a 16-year-old lady who had been abused for years by her stepfather and her mother.She wanted to escape from that horrible past she left home in search of a job but no one wanted to hire

Link This story tells about a group of friends, who did not imagine what would happen after a member in the group finished telling a horror story. Esther Herrera, Claudio Ruiz, Patricia Rhodes, Jason Guzmán

Link In this book, Pablo Coehlo narrates the experience of a young woman, VeróniKa, born in Slovenia, a girl who has no problems, but considers that she is not happy, that she has lived everything that

Link One of the first known cases of psychopathic children has been the story of Jesse Pomeroy, a 15-year-old boy who committed a series of murders until that age. About the victims The first of his victims

Link When I woke up on that hospital bed, the first thing that came to mind was the red car suddenly appearing around the corner, and my motorcycle crashing and bursting into flames near a lamp post. I

Link Marcela Aguayo, was a babysitter, in her native Guadalajara Jalisco, for a long time she was working in a government nursery, but as a result of her mother's illness, she had to leave her job to dedicate

Link Once upon a time there was a family that had moved to a town called Vegelandia. He had two children named Antonio and María, Antonio was twelve years old and María was ten years old. As they passed

Link In this life I have suffered from two phobias: men in uniform and dogs. As a child, that I remember, it already happened to me. My father worked a season as a janitor. Until she changed her clothes,

Link Self-love is the acceptance, respect, perceptions, value, positive thoughts and considerations that we have towards ourselves and that can be appreciated by those around us. Self-love depends on our

Link Male had been talking to his famous brother chatting in Skype. They were talking about their childhood and while they where talking about it, Male seemed to remember something in particular that had

Link I will start off by saying that the idea of a subjective story is not entirely new. This concept, that the main character's perceptions and ideas aren't the only ones, can be seen in books such as

[Link](image.png]( The drums thumped slowly. The marching was crisp, as the three regiments set off down the red road. Down the road that led ever onward, farther from home than they had ever gone. The

Link I sit inside this beautiful house. I have a room all to myself. The infinite glass wall wrapping around my bedroom. Plenty of room. I can see pretty much everything in every direction. But then not

Link Raven stalked through the maze of bookshelves in the labyrinthine Library of Aranea. Even though the library was never really empty, she always felt as though she were walking alone. She was aware

Link A crowd of people walked through the airport, some to meet loved ones other were leaving family and friends. At Gate E4, the gate to the Garuda flight to Bali, a crowd of people stood. They were waiting

Link I opened my eyes, trying to remember where I was. The walls were very white and clean and as I looked around, I realized I was in a hospital, a stark white room, with a single bed and a small dresser.