Jose Medina
Bio
I’m new to this. I hope that I can learn and grow as an amateur writer.
Stories (3/0)
The dragon tamer’s song
There weren’t always dragons in the valley.” It’s not a big deal. I guess … I don’t understand why care about people’s drama, or fears. It’s just a sad fact that we’re fucked… we’re so fucked. Oh well!” sighed Sam Montefleur. An olive-colored young man who is both a very powerful warlock, and talented musician. “I don’t understand why I should care. This stuff happens on a regular basis here at the nightmare kingdom. We warlocks aren’t as strong as dragons. No one is ever able to defeat them “Sam exclaimed. As Sam was talking to himself while playing his piano, he kept recognizing that Pip his pet baby- dragon swaying back, and forth; furthermore, Sam thought to himself why does he have a pet dragon. Everyone has said their demons with scales. “It's just strange. Why are you so nice to me? You should be killing me by right now. Afterall, my magic isn’t strong enough to fight you Pip. Even a baby dragon can kill a warlock. It’s just a fact, and you really like me which is really bizarre . What’s worse is that your entourage of other baby dragons don’t hate me either.” blurted out Sam. Pip nodded its head as if he was agreeing with Sam. Sam was having an existential crisis while playing his scales on his piano in his gothic -style apartment. His mind’s thoughts were running wild.
By Jose Medina2 years ago in Fiction
The little man under the pear tree
The little man under the pear tree I can’t tell what life lessons have sunken deeply into my soul. Your gone and no longer exist dad...Yet, those life lessons that you’ve taught me can’t be forgotten. I remember those moments eating pears under this great-big tree near snow lake. You always taught me about love, virtue, and the ideal life that one should pursue passionately. Dad, you are gone, and I will always love you with my whole heart. I cannot express so much of my love in words; however, how can I not do so with words... Since words are all I have left to talk to you. I am hoping that you can hear these words.
By Jose Medina3 years ago in Families
The arrangement
Samuel Santiago, please come to the E.R! It’s imperative that you come here . We have a severe case of that disease. We need you here! Santiago rushed into the E.R. He ran into the E.R. He was confused about the empty emergency room. Is this really true? or did he imagine the call from the intercom. Why is there no one here? It’s been a strange and almost terrifying day; because he's seen the world news. The atmosphere’s parts per million has reached a critical level.. He was scared, but he refused to let that news bring his spirits down. « The world is a strange place. It’s rapidly changing day by day, » Santiago mumbled.The night sky has been recently showing different night colors: Gray some days, brown sometimes, and even red once a week. There was an aurora borealis here in California, which was an extremely rare event, since we’re nowhere near the arctic, or the arctic circle.. Is this all connected to what the newscaster had said this morning? Santiago walked around the E.R., then he noticed with his peripheral vision Jackson a young R.N.. At theI.C.U. there appeared to be a huge commotion. « I wondered if he meant the I.C.U, and mixed up the names. » Santiago entered the I.C.U. He noticed that a patient was on the ground, and he was unconscious. « Jackson what’s going on? Why aren’t you doing anything at all? Are you scared? Do you know what to do? » Santiago asked calmly.
By Jose Medina3 years ago in Futurism
