Love? HA!

so there they were, just the two of them. both perfect for each other. he had the mousy colored hair that she loved to run her fingers thru and she was to his eyes just some sort of divine creature.
they stood there, gazing into each other's eyes, time seemed to stop running arround them.
the thin moon and the stars were all watching this glorious moment. fog was retrieving in the moor and all the crickets had seemd to quiet down. after long seconds of contemplating, they stood so close that they could feel each other's breath. they're eyes were drifting off into their thoughts....what an awful mistake! they remmembered that they couldnt be , that all that was a waste of time. he wanted to grab her and never let go, to hold her in his arms forever, to feel the heat of her skin. but then she turned away and so did he. sudden cold began flooding the scene and so they were left there in akward, dark silence.

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ande un buen rato , intentando no tocar las paredes llenas de mugre a mi alrededor.
algo iba mal, lo presentia, pero no iba a mirar atras ni por un minuto. mas me era imposible seguir alante.
una sombra amenazante sobresalia de una puerda roja. mire con miedo al numero de la misma, rezandeo en cienmil idiomas para que no me tubiese que meter en ese lugubre lugar.
"mierda" pense, era el numero 37. suspire y me subi a los primeros escalones e intentando no tocar los variados dibujos y rayados de la puerta, llame.

part 1 pilot story

era una calle con un olor un tanto peculiar.
la gente no solia frecuentar esas partes de la ciudad, pero claramente las ratas si.
era oscura, aunque fuese de noche.
la nube de contaminacion de los aires acondicionados y cocinas obstruian el cielo.
la forma de la calle era en zig-zag.
baje unas escaleras a media calle, con un poco, bueno un bastante, de basura degradada en las esquinas.
yo sabia a donde iba, pero aun asi no lo tenia muy claro.
como voy a poder hacer lo que me pidio el?
si yo solo soy una simple chica...

this is my story

So, i sold my soul to the devil.
yes, i dont regret it beacause im deeply in love with him, so apart from my soul, he's also got my heart.
whenever he's around the temperature in the room drops and the necklace that he gave me starts to burn.
what did i get in return for my soul?
i dont really know, i just wanted to get rid of it.
and im proud to say that that is one of my few choises in life that i feel good about.

yet another piece off my imagination

"I...I can't."His voice was breaking due to effort he was making.
"Sure you can! Come on man,"the other kid was pushing his feet up at least 6' in the air,"just a bit further!"
"But my hands are sweaty and I don't wanna fall to the ground, it's not all green, cushioned grasss down there, there are rocks and and sticks too you know..."
It was a verry funny scene to watch; you could see two kids, no more than twelve each, one ontop of the other, trying to reach a freez-bee high ontopof a tree. The thinner one was ontop of the tall one, standing on his hands that were on two long, outstreched arms over the tall kid's head.
Both boys were on their tiptoes and the small kid was poking a hicher branch with a stick to see if that would make the freez-bee fall down.
But at that moment the tall kid lost his footing and he fell down leaving the scrany kid somehow hanging from the tree.
"You O.K. down there, buddy?"He asked.
"Yea, fine.....Hey, you comin or what?"
"Sorry. I'm scared to jump. It's too high up." As he was saying this he was making funny movements with his legs as if tryin to swing."Maybe i can shake it down...."
"Well hurry up the garden keeper is coming"

a piece of my imagination

"Please don't overlook the small details" she said "they're the most important ones"
"Such as what?"He was desperate, but she was dying in his arms and he new it.
"For once don't give the general look at things, please not this time. I don't know how to say this but you MUST listen." Her eyes were drifting off into the back of her headd and her voice kept on sounding more and more like a wisper.
He couldn't bear it any longer, he had just started to talk to her when the bullet that was taking her life travelled athrough her chest. An she couldn't die; so many lives wasted, so many questions that needed answers...He was looking very anxious and she could tell that his mind and heart were divided on this one.
"Please don't go, not now. They need you....I need you." He was slightly whimpering.".....please..."
Suddenly he felt her press his hand harder and he leaned in forward just in time to hear "I'm.....sorry"
And like that her grip was lost forever.
It's funny how your whole lives purpouse can be destroyed in one irrational act of stupidity, which, by the way, didn't make the moment's devastation in him dissapear.

hola

mirar, no quiero atormentaros, pero me gustaria escribir todo en ingles, asique de ahora en adelante solo escribire en espanol cuando me lo pidais porfavor xD
enfin, como esto solo es una presentacion , la hare en espanol
me llamo julie, no tengo ni edad ni sexo, ni apariencia phisica.
ahora si , tengo 4 idiomas en la palma de mi mano, me encantan las matematicas y las ciencias y la logica y porsupuestisimo, la MUSICA
no puedo vivir sin musica asique no lo voy ha hacer.
toco un monton de instrumentos, se escribir, interpretar e inventarmme musica, y lo mejor, me divierto haciendolo
enfin
un saludo