night time stories
Bio
I spent most of my life through writing. But mainly I wrote for others. For companies. Many of my stories were published on the Internet without my name.
I am published most of my work on https://www.patreon.com/Nighttimestories
Stories (4/0)
A strange love story
she was standing in front of the window of the doll shop and was staring at the dolls behind the window. I didn't pay much attention to her, I was going on my way along the sidewalk, there was a coffee shop on the other side of the doll shop. I wanted to buy a coffee from the shop and enjoy my cigarette with the coffee. As soon as I came to pass by her. her voice caught my attention and I was wondering why she was talking loudly to herself. she was saying to herself: I love how real his hair is.
By night time stories7 months ago in Fiction
her name was Samira, a young and beautiful girl that just turned into 19 years old
I was sitting on the park bench, counting the crows to come. I threw stones at them. They would jump and sit further away. A little later, they would come back and march in front of me. The clock had withered from the time the flower branch that was in my hand was bent over.
By night time stories7 months ago in Interview
The worker and dirty water
That morning, I had a very important meeting in the conference hall of our company. I put on my best suit and left the house. I was walking to the street to go to the taxi stand. It was a mild spring weather, the sidewalk was crowded and people were moving. A van was parked on the side of the street and a worker was emptying the cargo in the loading area. The water fountain on the side of the street was full and filled with water almost to the edges of the fountain. The water collected in the reservoir was not clean at all. The worker would empty the furniture in the yard of a house in front of his parking place and return again to take another item with him. When he was turning to go to the truck, I was passing by him. It was obvious that he was very tired and he was not wearing proper clothes.
By night time stories7 months ago in Humans
The old man and me
I was 23 years old, I had just graduated from university. I was looking for a suitable job. It was a hot summer day. It was around 10 o'clock in the morning, I left the house, bought a newspaper and went to sit in the square near the house to read the advertisement page. I checked all the seats, they were either occupied or right in the way of the burning sun. There were no trees above the benches to provide shade. I had to sit on a bench in the sun. A tall handsome old man was sitting on the bench next to me, which was completely in the shade, and he was reading a book.
By night time stories7 months ago in Writers
