The last gossip

Once upon a time there was a very gossiping girl , she knew all the gossip in the world and one day she entered  the english class and slammed the door all the students  were scared and Guillem asked, What’s up ?

she  knew what would happen, and she knew that if she told him about it, it would change their lives forever, so she asked them if they were willing to listen to the gossip knowing that their lives would never be the same .They told me her they wanted to hear and she sat down  with them

she started to explain it with a lot of fear and everyone was very scared. she  knew that it would not be the same when she told them that for years they had been watch.

and suddenly BOOM!!!!!!!!

THE END .

Pseudònim: LG

The lizard

After lunch, my sister and me were clearing the table. Suddently, “AAAAAAH”: my sister shauted. Iran there and I saw a little lizard in my sitting room. I was terrified, I wanted to throw it out. Unexpectedly, the lizard disappeared. We started looking everymhere and moving the sofa. Surprisingly, we found it, so we took two brooms and a tupperware box. We followed it trying to take it to the window, but it seemed impossible. It disappeared a few times until we were trying to chase it. For the last time, we brushed the lizard, still frightened, and it decided to go away by the window. We were satisfied and at the same time traumatised. I watched the clock: we had spent one hour trying to throw the lizard out.

Pseudònim: Abracadabra

Unexpected event in the jungle

I still remember my first trip which is difficult to forget. My family and I travelled to Brazil to spend some of our summer holidays together. When we arrived after such a long journey, we were worn out. However, the atmosphere of the place was very interesting and different to what I was used to.

We were enjoying the trip so much until the day we went on a guided tour through the Amazon’s jungle. During the tour, I was so focused in taking photos of the scenery and the animals that I had forgotten to follow the group. When I realized I had got lost I was frightened by what could happen to me. I shouted as loud as possible but there was no answer, just the sound of the jungle like birds, insects, waterfalls and other creatures which I didn’t really want to think about. Wandering, I miraculously remembered where I took my pictures from and it took me three hours to reach the tourist path which was well indicated.

Hopefully, it was just a scare, but it was difficult to get over it.

Pseudònim: Peter

Escalera

Aquellos escalones los tenía contados, en los últimos días los había subido cada madrugada. Sin embargo cuando llegaba al penúltimo piso, una sensación de vértigo, se apoderaba de su voluntat. Daba la vuelta y sin saber como, se encontraba de nuevo en el vestíbulo. Se decía que al día siguiente volvería.

Ahora subía con decisión. El cansancio se mostraba más que nunca en su cuerpo, pero hoy llegaría hasta arriba, nada le haría tambalear. Al menos eso creía.

Cuando estaba en el último tramo, una mano agarró la suya: “estoy aquí contigo, como siempre”. Abrió los ojos y los cerró de nuevo. Sonrió. Visualizó como su otra mano abría la puerta, de la última planta. Dió un paso con decisión. Y por fin su alma, voló para siempre.

Pseudònim: DeBayle

KILLING TIME

One dark morning at 6:00 after a party I was walking down the street, returning home when I found a pocket watch, it was really strange, so I kept it and continued to my destination. When I arrived home, I looked it closely and I found a button, so I pressed it but nothing happened. I was really tired, so I decided to sleep, when I woke up, 10 hours later, nobody was up at home, which it was strange. I started doing the housework to make my parents happy when they woke up, but they spent all day sleeping, so I went out to meet friends, but nobody was answering my messages and it was strange too. While I was waiting for some answer I decided to examine the watch closely again, and I pressed the button another time. At that moment my mobile started to ring and my parents woke up. All my friends were writing me saying that something strange happened, it was like somebody stopped the time. It was at that moment when I realized that the pocket watch could stop the time. I started to use it regularly, to copy at exams, to miss classes, to go out, to get things free… One day I decided to stop the time to get into a fly to Dubai to have a great weekend, but when I came back nobody recognized me, it was terrifying. So, now, 3 weeks later, I’m fed up. My parents, my friends, my girlfriend, nobody know who I am. I’m going to end it all, yes, and this is my farewell letter. Finally, I want to thank everybody who was part of my life.

With Love.

Pseudònim: YY

FLY HIGH

October 1st, such a dumb day. The day I don’t want to remember. It’s your 4th year up there. I still remember that day like it was yesterday. I wish things could have gone differently, you deserved more than thirteen years. I think of that day and I get goosebumps all over my body. You were my bestfriend, my partner in crime, you still are but it’s hard for me, I know you are always here but it’s hard since I can’t talk to you. 

The call, the call I would never liked to received, it was your mum, she was crying. My mum was who got the news first, I could see how her smile vanished as tears were forming in her eyes, she passed me her phone, your mum was sobbing as she said “Sweetheart, your best friend just passed away, I’m sorry” The most heartbreaking words I’ve ever listened to (or heard of). We were thousand of miles away, you were in USA I was in Catalonia. The last time we saw each other was on summer, we were playing on your tree house talking about our future, like we had a clue of what would happen just few months later. I never planned that one day I’d be losing you. Flashbacks were running on my mind while I was crying with your mum still on the phone. Never one without the other, that was our pact I remember you said I would never we able to do things if I don’t have your support, I guess I kinda broke that pact because I am learning to live without you. I’m actually scared, scared of not remembering you, scared of not thinking about you daily, scared of not needing you anymore. 

It’s the fourth year since you aren’t here, I miss talking to you, FaceTiming you and make new memories with you, but I have to face the reality you are no longer here.

“It’s us against the world” We always said when we were jumping in the lake. God, I miss you.

You were one in a million, you were the most caring boy I’d ever met, your smile was so contagious, you are the clearest example of if you laugh I laugh, you had the ability to make everyone laugh or at least make them smile. Why do good people have to go earlier? I hope you are looking after your family and hitting home runs in heaven. I wish things were different.

You have no idea how much I miss you and how much I think about you. 

In another life I would make you stay so I don’t have to say you were the one that got away. 

Fly high, C.

Pseudònim: BAKED POTATO

The golden retriever

Sam was enjoying his family vacations in Mexico, they were visiting the ancient pyramids when suddenly his dog Max ran off into the jungle. He didn’t think twice and ran after him leaving his family behind.

After running for some minutes Sam was completely lost, he couldn’t keep up with the dog’s pace. He was about to call his parents when he heard Max barking in the distance, he ran as fast as he could until he found his dog digging into the dirt. He looked closely and he saw the top of a wooden chest peeking out of the ground.

Surprised, Sam dug with his dog and took out the chest, the lock was smashed so he opened it and to his surprise it was full of golden coins. The chest had letters written on the sides, he had read that language before! It was Spanish. He couldn’t breathe properly due to the excitement, he knew they were worth a fortune.

He instantly grabbed his phone and called his parents. Soon after they found him, they were  really upset because Sam had escaped without telling anybody but after asking how much did the gold coins cost they were euphoric.  From then their lives changed, now they were millionaires.

Pseudònim: Sandes

Marvin 137

-Bon dia senyor- Em deia en Marvin cada matí abans de que l’Albert passés uns dies a casa. Des d’aleshores, en Marvin ha fet un canvi radical. Mesura fins a l’últim floc de cereals que em posa cada matí, dispensa acuradament la dosi de crema de dents i apaga les llums de les habitacions quasi bé abans de que jo hagi sortit d’elles. Vaig oblidar desconnectar el mode autoaprenentatge d’en Marvin, també és veritat que no coneixia del tot a l’Albert abans de convidar-lo.

La feina de re aprenentatge no està sent fàcil. Entre d’altres, el pizzer esta sent un dels beneficiats d’aquest procés i podrà permetre’s algun luxe amb les propines que li dono. El que més em preocupa és com es dirigeix cap a mi ara en Marvin.               

-Bon dia Joan-.

Pseudònim: Martí González

ALMAS GEMELAS

Su alma había sido purificada ante mis ojos, y brillaba con total intensidad.
Era de color azul cuando nos mirábamos, roja cuando nos besábamos… Era rosa cuando sonreía, y verde cuando dormía.
Mi alma también había sido purificada a sus ojos, era la única manera de que se uniese a la suya.
Y entonces, nuestras almas eran solo un reflejo de la otra.
Amor, lujuria, afecto, creatividad, nuestras auras iluminando como una, y de repente, sin pedirlo, éramos blanco.
Ya no había diferencia, él era yo, y yo era él.
Era propio de almas gemelas.

Pseudònim: Afrodita

The man of my dream

That night I had a very strange dram. Normally, my dreams doesn’t make sense, but that one was different. In the dream, I was in a dark and small room, like an old basement. My parents were in a corner, away from me. And in front of me there was a man. He was staring at me. In the dream there was also something that was really strange. My parents were there, but they couldn’t see me or hear me. Only the man could. I couldn’t move either. Actually, I wasn’t tied, but something didn’t leave me move. I couldn’t remember the man’s face, but strangely, I remember his words perfectly: “I hope that for your own good you remember these words. They need you, and I need you too. You know perfectly what I mean.” Then, he showed me an old little doll. “Now, you know where you can find me. Return here in two days. I’ll be waiting for you.” And after those words, I woke up. I felt strange. That looked so real. But was it?

Pseudònim: Kiwi03