Ellen gasped in surprise when she realised how dark the basement was where she was still raving after 10 hours. She had never been to Berlin and obviusly it was her first time that she had travelled alone. The music in that moment was utterly deafening, the bass was like a big hammer smashing the dancefloor, people were in trance dancing like as if it was their last time. Suddenly Ellen fell knocked out by a very painful blow. After 6 hours she woke up and the first thing she saw was a doctor and told her that she was found near an abandoned warehouse and that someone had stolen her wallet, jewerelly and her personal ID. Ellen was confused because she didn’t remember anything. She was terribly sad. Soon after that, she realised that the next time she went travelling alone she musn’t go to illegal parties because it can be dangerous if she is foreign and is alone. It was a mix of risky and exiting experience that night in Berlin.

Pseudònim: Klubnacht

It all began on an extraordinary fantastic afternoon during the summer holidays. Nataly was taking care of a keen and playful dog. After an intense conversation trying to convince her sister Ann, they decided to take a walk around the wood.

They were walking and spending time together, however, the night was drawing near. Nataly, the oldest sister, decided to take a short cut.so she got away with that, even so Ann was frightening person. Nataly went away and her or sister was after her, but the way started to go down with a steep slope. In addition, some horrible prickly plants come up. At the end of the way the only that they could see was a little precipice. At the moment the just decided to turn back, they heard strange sounds at the beginning of the way. It could be some wild boars so after unbelievably nervous moment the decided to continue. The dog helped them going first.

After a long time, they arrived home. The walked in the dark, jump, drag along the ground, some tears from Ann and more. However, it was an absolutely thrilling experience.

Pseudònim: Tomorrow

It was around 21:00 when Jack walked into Moe’s bar, to pop in his best friend, the owner of the place. What he didn’t expected was to bump into the most gorgeous girl he had ever seen in his life. She was over a little stage, doing a performance. Around her, they were few spectators amazed by her voice. Jack, astonished, took a place in front of the stage and stayed listening her during all night.

When the clock stroked midnight, the show finished, and Jack returned to the real world. Unfortunately, before he could say anything, the girl left the bar, just like as Cinderella did in her story. The boy searched her during days, but nobody knew about where to find her. Jack, desolate, knew that he had lost the love of his live.

A few months later, while Jack was taking a walk along the beach, distracted by his thoughts, he heard a very particular voice, which sounded really familiar to him. That amazing sound which had been in his dreams during all that time. And, finally, he saw her. Jack was blessed, but he couldn’t lose her again. After the girl’s concert was finished, he went there and talked to her. Surprisingly, the girl of his dreams resulted to be called Dave.

Pseudònim: Xenius

On a rainy day in August, one of the coldest days ever, the streets were deserted and dark. The only person there, was walking around an abandoned building. I was at my house alone, because my boyfriend, Tim, wasn’t there. I was looking through a window to the scene, when, suddenly, he took a knife out of his pocket.

The next morning, I turned on the TV and heard “a blonde girl was murdered last night”. I instantly thought  about the man I saw, but I realised I couldn’t see his face. I really wanted to help the policemen find the murderer, but I wasn’t able to. Even though, I told them.

One week later, the policemen came to my house. They arrested my boyfriend for killing the girl. I was shocked. Maybe, I didn’t know him that much…

Pseudònim: Aleunam

Since I was little, I’ve always loved dancing. One day, when I was 5 years old, my mum enrolled me in a dance academy. I wasn’t very good at it but I loved it. Two years later, I broke my left leg in a car accident, so I had to leave the academy to recover. The doctor said to me that I couldn’t dance again. Fortunately, when I was 10, I entered the academy again, because I had recovered very well. I remember that first of all, I found it difficult to dance again. At the age of 12, I entered a competition with my dance class. We had to practice every day, but finally we won!
Now I’m 20 years old, and last Saturday I had the world dancing competition. It was very hard to prepare for, but with the help of our coach, we won! Now I can say that I’m one of the best dancer of the world!

Pseudònim: L

It was a quiet night and while Jonathan was sleeping he was dreaming of his dream day. Jonathan was dreaming that he was a professional formula one driver and he was in the last season race. He needed to finish in the first place to win the championship and if he didn’t suceed he would take it as a failure for his life. So Jonathan started the race very badly but little by little as he went through the laps he got to first place. The race finally ended and Jonathan was the new world champion of formula one, he enjoyed his dream a lot but the dream came to the end and Jonathan continued sleeping.

Pseudònim: II

Looking down at the ground was terrifying. It was too far. The slightest breeze made me shake, and it wobbled the thin wire that was holding me, marking the difference between a life of security and the most uncertain future: the fall. What would await me if I jumped into the unknown? There, in the height of my position, I was safe, but I didn’t feel I was living. All I could see was the darkness below me, but it was appealing. Just as the trees look for the sky and the depths of the earth, I wanted to know more of the world. I could even listen to it, taste it in my beak, feel it between my feathers. It was just one little, tiny, leap. And I would be there. I swayed a little, maybe for the last time. Who knows if I would miss my wire and my wind.  But I had made up my mind. I left myself fall to the great and endless adventure. And I flew far away.

Pseudònim: Maraya

In the year 3000 the world was changing; the parents didn’t look after their children, a lot of people died doing a selfie, people didn’t work… And nobody was aware of this but a eleven-years-old girl, called Sophie. The cause of all these problems was Instagram. Everybody wanted to take lots of nice photos to have “likes” in different dangerous places: in the middle of the street when all the cars were passing, on the top of a building, etc. They also were all the day looking at the images that friends and family posted. One day Sophie decided that she needed to stop this; she went to the building which controlled Instagram and disconnected the app for everyone. That was an easy job, because all the security staff were looking at their phone! All the world was without Instagram and it was a disaster. So Sophie connected the app again, but when everyone logged in, they saw a video of her explaining why she did this. Everyone was surprised and Sophie was all over the news. Nobody used Instagram anymore.

Pseudònim: Hawaii