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- Short stories: fantastic; romance; thriller; terror.
- Portuguese soul: culture; legends; True stories.
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Are you a Fish out of the Water? Become the Sushi of your life!
Since little that, my education was all about living by our morals from a philosophic point of view. With that in mind, I always seem to be from another world. Even my first and last name’s letters are ET: as an alien to all social gatherings. Misfit is my middle name, I cannot tell enough times that I was ‘out of place’, but let’s try to find some funny moments about my life that I was out-of-place.
Tucha, the crosswalk lady
I don’t have any photos of Tucha, there was a time when photographs weren’t so common, and I was about eight years old when we have met. It was a normal weekend day, we were visiting my great-aunt to spend the day at her Portuguese farmhouse.
Whale bone beach Massacre
I wasn’t even born when all of this happened. But since it was something so strange and almost insane, I wanted to share it with you all. It happened on the 1st March 1987, when a man killed just because he wanted. This man was Vítor Jorge (1949-2018) and he killed seven people in twenty-four hours.
Injustice with traces of indignation
After the crisis, in 2008, I had to leave university and try to get a job. Since I didn’t have a driver’s license and no experience, I didn’t get any decent job. After getting some money for selling books, and got my license, still I was unemployed. With a few gigs, I was at the age of 22, entering into a Secretarial course because of being unemployed. It was at that moment that this happened.
This story was inspired from the imagem above, by Heba Amen Can you even imagine what it is like to fall from the sky and see the stars right in front of you? It was like an adventure, feeling your eyes fixed on mine. I was hoping that you had the same feeling, but your wild nature gives me chills. Your smile said goodbye to me, and you've become part of my dreamland.
The art of embroidering the world's beauty
In Portugal, the summer school holidays are three months long. Our parents keep working, and they have to get us something to do. My mom, since we had financial difficulties, sometimes asked a cousin of hers to let me be there, and she could teach me sewing. I started to learn simple things like stitching the buttons and making their “house” into the fabric. At that time, I wasn’t so eager to learn that – I wish I had since today I could use those techniques to seam my clothes.
Cookie Monster: Sweet Quatrains Edition
I love helping people. That’s one of my main passions. You cannot know how it feels like making a difference when you help someone with no gain. This is a story about giving something with no regrets.
Death Floods My Soul And Flushes Through My Eyes.
No tomorrow for me, It’s that you need to now see. It’s raining cats and dogs from my eyes. Like hope has been washed from my mind.