Story Number 127


kunstwerk Frank Halmans januari 2008

Hi There!

Today I woke up and I felt like calling him, but I didn’t have his number

It was March the Second. It was another ordinary day, but was it? Annie
woke up and sat in her chair to turn on her computer, but there was no
Internet, why me? she asked, but then, there was a knock on the door. There
was a new friend in town and said Would you like to come out and play? But it
is too early she said. Nothing like an early morning to wake up the
spirit he replied. So she went to put some clothes on and went out and play, but first, of
course she told her Mom and she invited her to meet her new friend. Later on
what used to be ordinary turned to be extraordinary. Nothing like visiting
the old days.

Published by: sserrat

I'm the new black, but in color and that color is all the words that come up from inside my head. Fact: This Blog is for me to feel like a real writer. It's just like the feeling that the characters from the movie "you got mail" felt when those words appeared on the screen, that's how I feel when I clicked on P.U.B.L.I.S.H.E.D. That's just a great feeling. I can't see myself no writing in the sense of forever. Writing is magic and when you read me becomes true and when you comment starts to scream. I just love it. A place to be, to let myself go.

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