Eladio Del Castillo
Bio
I am the son of a son of a daughter born somewhere in northern Spain. I try to meld a melody of their life experiences with my own. It is all about growth and making the good last the longest. Check me out.
Stories (24/0)
My letter to Elvis Presley
My letter to Elvis Presley To whom it may concern Uncle John had passed, and I was chosen to clean up some of the stuff in his room. I was very close to my uncle he had moved in with us after Aunt Tez died. I guess you could say that he was a big part of my growing up.
By Eladio Del Castillo2 years ago in Confessions
LAKE PRETTY
Lake Pretty Look before you leap
By Eladio Del Castillo2 years ago in Fiction
Global Warming
GLOBAL WARMING Let-Go My-Eggo
By Eladio Del Castillo2 years ago in Fiction
THE CRIMSON WIZARD
By Eladio Del Castillo2 years ago in Fiction
My Pal Joey
My Pal Joey A Friend indeed.
By Eladio Del Castillo2 years ago in Horror
Whoa!
Whoa! What Price Freedom?
By Eladio Del Castillo2 years ago in Humans
Little Jimmy Brown
Little Jimmy Brown Dr. Morgenstern motioned his hand toward Jimmy. He had formed a particularly fond relationship with the young man. “Sit down my boy what I have to say isn’t going to hurt a bit.” Jimmy squirted in the door of the doctor’s office.
By Eladio Del Castillo2 years ago in Psyche
Walking Ms. Julia
WALKING Ms. JULIA And they called it puppy love I watched Ms. Julia from my living room window taking her afternoon walk. Rain or shine, umbrella or not you could always count on Ms. Julia taking her walk. But lately, my neighbors including myself, noticed that she had stopped speaking, or even waving, to us as she continued on her way. Ms. Julia plodded on with head and shoulders drooping and her eyes steadfastly watching the slits in the sidewalk that divided the gray concrete squares. Every day she had noticeably and progressively begun to walk like a preoccupied zombie.
By Eladio Del Castillo2 years ago in Petlife