Raquel Soriano
Bio
Honduran living in the USA, love nature, animals and growing my own food.
Love writing and creating stories as much as I love painting and cooking. Joined to learn how to write on a more profesional way.
Stories (7/0)
Freddy
The mirror showed a reflection that wasn’t my own, or at least, not the one I thought was mine; it felt more like a reminder of all the things I didn’t do or wished I did. Something about this reflection seemed familiar; like a song you keep trying to remember but the lyrics just keep slipping away.
By Raquel Sorianoabout a year ago in Horror
The paws that saved me
When you’re born and raised in a third world country, you start believing there’s some sort of rule or something, like for example “YOU HAVE TO GET THE HOUSE FULL OF PETS” nobody really knows where they come from, some are found in the streets and some just kind of show up.
By Raquel Soriano3 years ago in Petlife
If this, then that
If you are in any way someone like me, who’s always living in the clouds, creating my own ideas, obsessed with the unknown, thirsty for history and it’s knowledge, and wondering if conspiracy theories are a thing, then these suggestions are suited for you.
By Raquel Soriano3 years ago in FYI
The truth behind my strength
When I first read the sister circle challenge I wrote about how I didn’t really have a female role model or wasn’t inspired by one. So with the first draft I made I sent it over to my best friends (which are surprisingly all female friends) so they could read it and tell me what they thought about it. One of them, that has been my best friend for over 10 years, gave me a hard pill to swallow. She knows me better than anyone in my life, I think at this point she knows me better than I know myself. Harshly and without mercy, she expressed that it sounded like I was an egocentric cow, but in much nicer words... That made me step back and realize that I was not transmitting the message I wanted to send. So I went back to my rough draft and read it all over again from a fresh perspective. And even though it inspired me because I knew what my point was, I wasn’t sending the right message. So as I was reading it again for the fifth time I realized how ungrateful I sounded.
By Raquel Soriano3 years ago in Humans
THE IMMORTAL
Walking along a long path of cobble stone and dirt, surrounded by leafy trees full of fruits I had never seen before and smells I found to be aphrodisiacs, as if it was a paradise on earth that my existence had taken for granted. The beauty of that place was so much that it filled my soul as if it were a familiar place, but... how? At what point in life would have I come to a place like this? It made me reconsider the possibility of a past life and the idea of somehow having the power to reincarnate in different bodies while carrying the same soul.
By Raquel Soriano3 years ago in Humans
