NOT A SHADOW

Since Emily appeared I’ve been her shadow. Being a shadow is hard because no-one knows you exist until the light appears and makes you reflect. You are always in the background of someone else’s life and it’s impossible to be who you are.

After years of being the second person, I decided to break free and start being who I really was.

When Emily realized what I was trying to do, she asked me:

“Why aren’t you following me like other shadows do?”

“Because I’m tired of being the dark side of light ”

She looked at me and said:

“If that is what you really think Lucia, then, start being yourself. And if you want, we can start our friendship from the beginning again”.

CASPER

THE CONVERTED DRAGON

Once upon a time there was a very excited boy because the following day was her mother’s birthday and her family has prepared a very surprising present. That gift was a child dragon, it was really small and cute.

Five years after the dragon became huge and the family took the dragon out from the house. After that another boy who was called George adopted it because he lived with his family in the forest.

One day, one of his best friends went to his house. The girl was surprised because she didn’t’ know that George had a dragon. Suddenly, the dragon tried to eat her. But as all the heroes, George killed the dragon before it ate the girl.

JOHN MILLOW

WITH MY CONFIDENCE BRIMMING OVER

I’ve been told that I have to leave far away and now. I may carry a small suitcase (max. 40x20x30 cm) and I can only pack words written in black on thick white cardboard. I confess that the strange equipment comforts me because I live among words. However, I have only a few hours to assemble the equipment and my mind is disturbed because I would like to put all there, from those old and resonant words to the most outlandish and postmodern ones. Also, I write big words such as freedom and democracy. And other smaller ones… as ice-cream and stars. And, above all, I write hard, Fair is foul and foul is fair, Forever is composed of nows, It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. Cheers, with confidence in my own language I’m off. May Dickens saves me. Because there where I am going to travel, every word outside the suitcase will not survive.

DAVID C.

M’HE ENAMORAT DEL MAR DES D’UNA LLITERA

Tinc sis anys i m’he enamorat del mar des d’una llitera. Quan tanco els ulls, tot es balanceja des del llit de fusta i m’encanta. Encara no puc percebre que he rebut una preciosa divisa perquè tan sols tinc sis. Quarts de cinc de la tarda d’un juliol a la platja del Garraf. I s’acosta el meu germà gran Placidot i ràpid se m’emporta a part. —Vols navegar, Mònica, per les costes del Garraf? Tinc una llanxa, es diu La Plàcida!! —em pregunta mig somrient amb aquells ulls seus entretancats per la llum de juliol. I jo que mai puc dir-li no, responc amb un sí addicte. Memòria de peus molls en pujar a La Plàcida. Memòria de tots els blaus i totes les olors salades. Memòries dels vents, dels sotracs i de les onades. Memòria d’un bany de sal amb l’abisme inacabable sota els peus nus. I l’eufòria. Aquesta nit tot em dona voltes. I m’encanta. M’he enamorat del mar des d’una llitera.

VISC ENTRE PARAULES

TEH FOREST

One group of children decided to go for a walk at the forest. They started talking about their things. One of the boys started talking about a mysterious house, but this was only a legend, a stupid legend. They continued walking but they stop walking when they saw an old house. Anybody wanted to enter but a pair of boys liked the house and they decided to enter. The other boys and girls start walking again.

When they entered, they saw a tied person and there was another person carrying an axe. Suddenly he cut off the head off the tied person and the children started running away. When they were outside the house, they started to run at his house but they didn’t say anything because they were afraid the man.

THE FANTASTIC BOY

WHAT HAPPENED?

The students in Mrs. Smith’s class were impresioned when they arrived tot he class and they see all the disaster. Papers were scattered in the class, desks were distroyed, and the board had strange marks on it. None of them had any idea what had happened, and Mrs. Smith was disconcerted as they were. As they tried to discovered together the mystery, they discovered a mysterious note under one of the desks. The note contained a cryptic message that only make more confusions betwen they. The class worked together to resolt the mystery and finally they resolt the culprit, but the experience it was very terrible.

STRAWBERRY

SAMUEL’S NORMAL DAY

Samuel was walking home later than normally he was happy but when he arrived home, someone was trying to break his window, he shot him and dropped it on the basement thinking how he escaped or if someone else leaved it.

JIANZHE EL MACACO

THE LAST OPPORTUNITY

Months ago the relationship broke up, we always tried to talk to each other but it hurt us. Then I decided to move on with my life and stop thinking about us. After a month my life changed, I couldn’t sleep or eat. I tried to forget you with other people but it was impossible. Five months later we met again, this time we tried to have a conversation about what happened between us. You kept telling me sorry for having done things wrong, but I couldn’t believe him, I couldn’t trust him anymore, I loved him very much but I couldn’t give him another chance.

SOL NUBLADA

HOPE

Years ago, there was a kid named Mohamed, he was from Afghanistan. He wanted to be a football player for Tottenham.

He started working hard, but his family were very poor and they didn’t have the money to buy him a ball. He played every day with a rock and finally, after 10 years, a club saw the potential in him. It wasn’t Tottenham, it was Barcelona!

Finally, he signed for them and right now he is helping his country, making hospitals, houses and free restaurants for the people there. He gives hope to the other kids of Afghanistan and the rest of the world.

CAPA_RONALDO7

HE DOESN’T HAVE TIME TO DO COOKIES

At one small village most concretely at one small bakery it’s going to start the best baker of history.

The little boy wants one job to pass the first tape of life, and put some food at the table.

One normal day at the bakery he wanted to make some cookies, but he put in a mysterious ingredient. The next day he found at the bakery one village of cookies! The cookies were walking, buying some food, eating in their houses, spending time at one river of chocolate. It was amazing! He liked a lot and he went to say to everyone, but, when he went back, he didn’t see anything.

At this moment he wanted to do it again. He came to be the best baker in history, but he couldn’t do it again.

WORLDMAP