Story Number 189

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agosto

Hi There!

I woke up today and I felt like writing

Jane felt something odd around her. It is the bed -she said-
What do you mean? -Her Mom asked- Jane then said: “It looks
like my bed, but something is different.” And you just happen to notice it
 now? Because you have been sleeping on it since you were a little girl
 -her mom told her- Perhaps is the mattress did you change it Mom?
Well perhaps I did. So did you or didn’t you Mom? Well I told your
brother to change it, I really don’t know from where he got it.
Mom!!! Honey is just a mattress, if it is different just deal with
it. I, on the other hand, I got so many things to do. Jane
then turned the mattress over to the other side and there it was,
the painting of a guy. After a few minutes of looking at the 
painting, she started to feel a fragrance in the air. It was coming
from the painting, she felt some kind of attraction so she lie
on the bed and suddenly she was the painting and the guy was
looking at her.

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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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