This time no one laughed at the end
And with an acrobatic Augusto or "Laughing Cake" as his clown's name is, he gave the end of his act and the show of the night in the circus of the fair. It was a long week with little public at the circus performances, but everyone had given their best in each act, in each appearance, especially Augusto, who wanted to surprise his wife that night.
Mr. George, the owner, boss and administrator of the circus gathered all his employees to give him his weekly pay, among them was Augusto, but when each one received his payment, they saw with an air of disgust and disappointment as it was only a few tickets, That would only be enough for a few days.
-Gentlemen, ladies, it's not my fault, you know as I do that the last performances have been somewhat lazy with the public, but better times are coming for all of us- (Mr. George said with a somewhat faked smile to lighten the mood ) and saying that, the tent of each acrobat, each clown, the magician, the trapeze artists, the dwarves was quickly cleared, they all went to rest for the next day.
Augusto quickly went out into the street, to an old flower shop, on the main avenue, to buy some white roses and some chocolates for his beloved.
He arrived a little sweaty but just before the store closed, but his joy rejuvenated as he imagined how his wife would be surprised by this detail, and singing or rather humming an old song, he walked between small jumps and slides on the sidewalk in the direction of home.
The night sky threatened to drop a strong and cold rain, not a star could be seen high in the firmament, not even the light of the lady moon.
And almost reaching the building where Augusto's apartment was, the clouds released the force of the water over the city.
Augusto entered the building escaping from the heavy rain, and energetically climbed the stairs until he reached the fourth floor where apartment 4-d was. That day, before leaving, he told his dear wife that he would be late, having planned the surprise perfectly.
With extreme caution and very slowly he opened the door, and without making the slightest noise he entered the apartment, but his expression of happiness was erased almost instantly, when he heard the voice of a man and his wife laugh and moan, followed by the grinding of her bed over and over again, in an almost rhythmic sequence.
He unconsciously dropped the white roses, which fell onto the welcome mat, and placed the box of chocolates clumsily on a table near the door. And in the same silence with which he entered, he left, closing the door almost without strength.
Overwhelmed with sadness, he didn't notice when he went downstairs and left the building.
his eyes pointed to the ground, all the brightness of his pupils had disappeared.
The tears that welled up mixed with the rain that fell on him.
And for a moment he thought, what kind of practical joke was this? what kind of trick life played on hers, who sacrificed everything just to see her happy, the person he considered her soulmate. He collapsed in the middle of the street, cross-legged. For him, the performance was over, but this time, no one laughed at the end.
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Demeaning attitudes or demeaning jobs?
Hello my brothers and sisters from the great Read family, I hope you are all in excellent condition and full of happiness and joy, today I want to share a little anecdote that happened recently in my life and I would like to know your opinion about it.
Two weeks ago a friend asked me to substitute her at work so she could go on vacation, which I accepted, she works in an oncology clinic, as a maintenance or cleaning staff in one of the clinics and offices.
She keeps 2 bathrooms clean for common use, apart from keeping a corridor and a living room clean, which I found extremely simple.
Last week, I went with her to kick off my day as she introduced me to her bosses and her cleaning routine. Then she went on vacation and I continued working, now the matter is that I inform people of my family and my close friends and the responses of my friends were of acceptance and happiness and they wished me the best, well everything is fine so far right ? Well, when I mentioned them to close family members, 2 of them took annoyed attitudes, to the point of telling me or asking me why I am lowering myself to that type of work?
And that makes me think a little, I who have had jobs of different kinds, and have done work such as painting houses, repairing chairs or furniture, for me there is no undignified work as long as it is done honestly, and its conditions do not affect my health. physical or mental, and the truth is that in many countries there are jobs where people risk their lives for ridiculously low wages.
But can you be discounted by mopping bathrooms and hallways? for sweeping?
Because that would make us less than other people?
When your job is an indication of your value as a person, as a human being?
Or is it that I see things differently from others?
What do you think, my relatives, are they right in their words or are they just negative and prejudiced attitudes?
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The Curse of San Sebastian Part III
After seeing that strange incident, I couldn't sleep for the rest of the night. I waited with my revolver in hand, sitting behind the door of the room, waiting for someone to sneak in and try to kill me. but luckily nothing happened, just my usual paranoia.
At dawn, with the fall of the first rays of the sun, I left the room and I could see that Rodriguez was waiting to hear the sound of my door to do the same, there was no need for an explanation, we just exchanged glances and went out into the streets of the town in the direction of the mayor's house.
The streets, again, were empty, as if it were a ghost town, and again that strange and disturbing feeling that someone was watching us every step we take in the ghostly dust.
Upon arriving at the mayor's house, he was waiting for us, which seemed very unusual given the time, but imagine that because of what happened that night, his early reception was no longer so unusual.
His face denoted tiredness, anguish but above all terror, but not a terror towards the spectral, rather the terror towards a punishment.
-Good morning Mr. Mayor, we are... (I was quickly interrupted)
- I know who you are gentlemen, you are Mr. Gomez and he is Mr. Rodriguez, I know what you have come for, and I am very grateful to you, anything that can help you, just ask.
- Thank you Mayor, we would like to ask you several questions, to start putting together this sinister and strange puzzle
-Of course, ask whatever sir ... (he had suddenly become speechless, and foam began to come out of his mouth)
-Mayor! Mayor! Rodriguez and I held him but when I touched his neck I noticed that his breathing and his heartbeat had stopped.... I don't know what to think anymore.... who wanted him dead and why? evidently he was fatally poisoned, ... my mind was a whirlwind of unanswered questions.
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My spooky new house
It was my third night in the new house that my wife Amber and I managed to buy after months of savings. She was still at her mother's house, due to work commitments, she was also waiting for the moving truck to be ready, to supervise that all our belongings were uploaded without forgetting the slightest of them.
The house was somewhat old, it had been remodeled several times. Its size was modest, not too big or too small, 3 bedrooms, 1 bathroom, garage, kitchen, living room and a small garden.
Despite its large windows, the lighting inside it was somewhat poor, the natural light of the day had little effect inside the house.
When the saleswoman gave us the key to our new home, she confessed to my wife and me that many years ago, in the 1930s, something very unfortunate happened: the then owner of the house murdered his young wife for having discovered an infidelity, but the most terrifying thing was that despite the pressure from the police, he never said where he had buried the body, and since then the rumor spread through the neighborhood that the body of that poor woman was hidden in this House.
Amber and I have never been superstitious, so we didn't give much importance to that tragic event from the past and its rumors.
A week after the purchase, my wife and I decided that I should spend a few days in the house to start living in it and thus take advantage of fixing some imbalances in the pipes among other trifles.
And that's how it was done, I came home, did a thorough cleaning and repaired some things. Then I realized that for some strange reason the kitchen faucet and then the bathroom faucet were opened at night at times, I thought it was water pressure issues, or the wear and tear on the faucets from so many years of use. I did not attach much importance to the matter.
On my second night, being in the room writing an article that I had to publish the next day through my laptop, the light bulb in the room suddenly went out, "Maybe it burned out" I thought and said out loud, but when I got up and arrived to the switch, it was activated, so I turned on the light again, and I sat down again to continue writing but it didn't take 5 minutes when the light went off again, I repeated the action and continued the night without further inconvenience.
Returning to my third night, after a long and tiring day, I wanted to sleep early that night, but since my back was already hurting from sleeping on a mat, I lay down on an old bed that was in one of the rooms.
When I went to bed I began to hear some strange noises in the room, like some footsteps, but the dream in me was greater and I did not pay attention to it and I fell asleep on the sheets.
I woke up abruptly hearing some frightful laughter, this scared me terribly, but I couldn't move when I tried, I was motionless, as if a force dominated my whole body, then to my horror, under the bed some frightening hands came out, which one by one one held my legs by my ankles, then held my arms by my wrists. Another hand emerged and completely covered my mouth, preventing me from making any sound.
While I felt my heart beating rapidly, from the middle of the edge of the bed a human head began to rise slowly, it had long hair, it had the face of a woman, its skin was pale and its eyes were completely black as night itself.
Suddenly his neck began to stretch grotesquely, while sounds of moving bones came from it. That head was getting closer and closer, the room was filled with a smell of putrefaction. My desperation was immense, I didn't know what to do, I just closed my eyes tightly, and that thing emitted his devilish laugh again.
When he opened his eyes there was nothing, everything was totally normal, he was extremely sweaty, everything was an unpleasant nightmare.
It had already dawned, it was around 07:25 am, I got out of bed to start my day after taking a good shower, but when I was enjoying the water and starting to soap myself, I saw something that froze my blood, I had bruises and marks around my wrists and ankles...
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The trip of our lives
This continuous dance of sorrows and joys
is reaching its final steps
already the angel of death
he plays softly on his musty violin
end notes,
of the melody that moves my heart.
The inevitable knocks loudly at my door
announcing my departure
freeing me from flesh and bones
that bound my whole soul.
Now I will join the warm wind
to vanish into the slippery clouds
climbing the highest of the sunset
to shine like an immortal star.
Life, a continuous and inevitable process, some people see this process as a journey, where you start and go, you live while you make your journey and you reach the expected end, where you try to fully enjoy every second, where you leave your positive mark, where someone boards your ship becoming your partner for the unique and unrepeatable journey.
But despite the fact that many know that this great journey inevitably reaches its earthly end, because everything perishes or ends and it is a fundamental rule in our world, how it hurts us to see the end of the journey of each loved one.
We are sentimental beings, no matter our behavior, religion or belief, our feelings are rooted in us, and no matter how cold and calculated we see the natural cycle of life and how it develops, it will always be difficult to see that or those leave. people we have loved so much in one way or another. Knowing that they will no longer be with us on the earthly plane fills us with deep sadness, melancholy or even pain.
The way I see things, we should always remember that it is a journey that each one of us goes through, for our body there is no immortality in our flesh, but in our memory, in our mind we can remember every pleasant moment, every wonderful second that we share with that person, whose moment of eternal rest has come.
Beyond your religious belief, it does not matter which one you have and even if you do not have any as such, remember that nothing ends, everything is transformed, perhaps that person who is no longer in the body with us, his spirit, his incomparable spark, still flutters in our hearts.
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The Curse of Saint Sebastian
Chapter II
Fire at midnight
It was time for dinner, Luis the bartender called Rodriguez and me to the bar, since he had placed the food there. We dined quietly talking about trivialities. At the end of our meal I wanted to ask Luis some questions but he left the tavern for a long time and it was difficult for me, so we decided to rest for the rest of the night, and in the morning we would start the investigation properly, starting with talk to the mayor of this town.
After a little over an hour, Rodriguez and I finished talking at the bar after drinking a couple of beers, each of us headed to his room to sleep and replenish energy that would be very useful for the week.
Being in the room, I locked the door, and put my revolver under the pillow, and put a knife under my left boot, a habit acquired after several years of investigating various crimes, in which several times I had been surprised and almost liquidated, but luckily for me the angel of death did not come for me.
It doesn't take long after I go to bed to be exhausted as a log. I guess the tiredness after 3 days of travel was enough.
After midnight the sound of galloping horses and several screams woke me up suddenly, I took my revolver quickly and as Rodriguez left the room he did the same for his, seeing him we both ran towards the main door of the tavern where The bartender was already there, when I left I was perplexed by what my eyes saw, a hundred horses, apparently wild, ran desperately through the streets of the town, and on the last horse we saw amazed how a burning body was tied with chains towards the poor animal, as it passed by, a very loud laugh was heard in all directions, this shook the inhabitants who had left their cases because of the noise, their faces were pale, fear took hold of them, and they shouted a lot that the demon was loose and he was going to kill them all.
What a first night I play in this town, increasingly strange to me.
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The Moon lovers
The moon, the eternal lady of the night, artist of the sky, longed for since the beginning of humanity.
Reason for poems, songs, novels, religions and especially love. How many people have not dedicated love poems as the central theme of the moon? How many have promised us to lower our nocturnal lady from the galactic throne to deliver her as a gift of pure and sincere love?
In terms of psychology it is known as Selenophilia love or attraction to the moon. In humanity, these levels have been so great that they led to send man to set foot on its surface and thus fulfill the immortal dream of touching it, as one touches the face of a loved one.
There are even plans, whether feasible or not, to build a module, a space base on the moon like in a science fiction movie, and if it is feasible, already thinking beyond research and scientific matters, who would not want to live one day in our unique and beautiful natural satellite?
Here is a short poem of my authorship about our beloved moon:
***Miss moon***
Lady of the night, maiden of the sky
sparkling girls gently dance
in your floating castle
announcing your magical departure
queen of my dreams.
Every night I dress for love
waiting for the time of our secret date
I carry the glasses and the bottle of wine
to get drunk on sweet dreams
and sparkling hope
me from my little window
and you, there on top of your immense and black castle.
Will you go out tonight with your shining nakedness?
Or will you wear clouds as your seductive dress?
Maiden of the sky, lady of the night
eternal the times that you have witnessed
of the most sincere love
and from stealth-sprinkled trickery.
Beloved moon, lady of the night
my heart is with you
just like my mind
who dreams of your infinite love.
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The Dreammaker3000
In this small world, as big as the universe itself, genius and creativity go hand in hand, even when the need is left out, denying all the times where they used or rather justified with the famous phrase "the need is the mother of inventions” to create as many inventions as the human mind could think of, a mind that due to lack of seriousness and vocation was given the task of expanding its imaginative limits, as is the case when they created boredom pills, if so as you read, they created pills to cause boredom to those who consumed them.
Another example would be the body lotion to attract mosquitoes, flies and all kinds of pests that bite, suck blood, annoy all living beings. And as well as many other inventions that I will not mention out of respect for their creators and co-creators.
Today I come to tell you about the emergence, the rise and not so fall of the miraculous and technological Creasueños3000.
In one of those European or perhaps Asian, Middle Eastern, African or American countries, I no longer remember if it was from top to bottom, from the center or from one side or the other, thinking about it I no longer know if it was a country , but hey, in a place where society is more advanced in laws, technology and other issues than to say. A scientist, a great scientist, one of those with many doctorates, winner of prizes and for having, worked in his laboratory-office-home-workshop with one of his projects, they say that of how to make sweet salt, when I observe his pet, his little cat Fernando, lying down and sleeping peacefully oblivious to noises and disturbances that revolved around him.
This scientist watched him for a long moment, he watched him for minutes and minutes, completely forgetting what he was doing, and suddenly, the clumsy spark of creativity settled in his mind, and a wonderful idea emerged from him, “what if we could have a machine that makes us sleep and have the most pleasant dreams just like a common cat does”. This idea fluttered in his mind until he laughed out loud, making him pull out plans, a calculator, tools, and he did not leave his laboratory-office-home-workshop for several days, even weeks, until after innumerable tests he obtained a machine that looked weird.
It was a black helmet with 2 bulbs or small lights on the front, it also had 2 metallic ears similar to a cat's that protruded from the helmet carrying a cable that connected to a kind of computer or digital programmer.
This machine, once placed on the person, and connected to his previously configured computer, managed to immerse the user in a long and deep sleep, a dream of almost real fantasies, of any kind or nature as desired.
The scientist called her the dreamer, but that name sounded simple to him, so he later called her the Dreammaker3000.
He began to test it with some friends, then neighbors and acquaintances, and little by little the news spread until it reached both the written and audiovisual media, "the wonder of the universe" they called it on highly recognized web pages and on the front pages. from various newspapers. She gave interviews to the already very famous scientist and creator. Books were made about him and his machine. Even a mini television series was created.
It got to the point where governments, companies and eccentric millionaires financed the production of their DreamCreator3000 around the world.
The demand for the sale of the machine was higher and higher, entire markets flooded their shelves with the already unquestionable product.” Each family should have this machine with miraculous qualities” said some, being amazed, in love with its operation.
His power was such that a law was enacted in the union of nations, where the use and acquisition of DreamCreator3000 was mandatory for each person (regardless of their age, religion, or social status), and considered an insult to humanity the rejection or non-compliance with this law.
And in this way, almost like the use of water for life itself, they were already sent automatically and obligatorily to each home, a DreamCreator was given to each person on earth.
But one day with a clear sky, a day that seemed no different from the others, there was a knock on the door of apartment number 516 in Tower C, where Luis Terán lived, a man in his 70s, a former professor of literature. He opened his door to respond to those calls, and in doing so he found several people, who were carrying boxes, forms, lists, and without being able to say a word they were handing him one of those machines, and only when his signature was missing for the delivery, he uttered these words that would sentence him: "Thank you, but I don't want it."
An awkward silence took over the environment, while the people from the delivery team, stunned by his response, looked at Luis with some contempt, and proceeded to leave. But not 15 minutes passed when a police team arrived and raided the apartment, taking Luis into custody on charges of instigation of violence, disturbance of public order, and conspiracy to commit a crime. The event quickly made headlines, and like the wind, it traveled the world.
The media feasted on the news, stories were told, each one worse than the other, showing poor Luis as a monstrous, almost inhuman being. Cataloging him as a terrorist for his act. "Release the murderers, imprison Luis" was the slogan of the marches.
And Luis's trial was held in the international court for criminals, where the entire planet followed his outcome minute by minute. And of course he was found guilty of the worst crimes against humanity. And the sentence was given:
“At 12:00 p.m. Eastern time, on March 20, the punishment of the former citizen (yes, they took away his citizenship for his terrible crimes) Luis Terán will proceed for his acts against humanity and world peace, which will consist of place him in the dream-creating3000 machine that has brought us so much prosperity, and make him sleep exhaustively, to cleanse the impurities of his mind and transform his behavior into one more in keeping with our society”
And so, on March 20, at exactly 12:00 pm Eastern time, Luis Terán underwent an exhaustive dreaming. Dying in this way the last human dream in history, which was so outdated to our era, now the machines would dream for us, a great advance in technology and in society.
All thanks to that great invention, to that great machine, which was the inspiration for many more, to that marvel of science, all thanks to DreamCreator3000.
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The Curse of Saint Sebastian
**Chapter I**
Entering the desolation
After 3 endless days of travel on this cart, we finally arrived at the town of San Sebastian. I must say that as soon as I set foot on its floor I perceived a certain air of gloom. Rodriguez, my partner and assistant, and I felt we were being watched as we walked through the streets of this town, the curious thing was that there were no signs of its inhabitants, they were all in their homes, like prisoners.
We saw an old man outside a house, sitting in a rocking chair, we approached him, but he gave me the impression that he was blind, since he had dark glasses and his gaze was directed very high, almost to the sky. I decided to get closer and ask him for an inn and for someone with a certain position in the town.
- Good afternoon, sir. Excuse me. (I did not get any kind of response from him, try again but with more strength in my voice, in case the old man suffered from hearing problems)
- Good afternoon, sir. Excuse me.
- Don't yell! Do you think I'm deaf?
- Excuse me sir, but I thought you...
- Tell me, what do you want, stranger? -I was a bit confused when I noticed his somewhat rude attitude, but I restrained myself and continued.
- I am Mr. Gomez and my partner Mr. Rodriguez, we are homicide investigators, and they have sent us from the capital to attend to certain deaths that have occurred in this town, which have not been able to be resolved exactly, we have just arrived but we don't know anyone here, we wanted to know if you can help us by giving us information about a hotel or a law official around here to account for our arrival.
- mmmm I see, I see so the capital was finally concerned about this lost town. Tell me Mr. Gomez, do you believe in God?
- Yes, that's right, my family is devout Catholic, but why the question? - (I turned to see Rodriguez who was surprised by the question)
- Well, here you will need a lot of God, Mr. Gomez. Someone summoned the devil, giving him freedom to commit his misdeeds and has taken over this town, but you and his friend will soon find out.
As for what he asks, go down this same street and 4 houses after this you will get to the tavern, talk to Luis the bartender, he will surely give you lodging and can help you with the rest. Oh and another thing, Mr. Gomez, be very lucky, you will need it just as you will need God.
-Thank you very much sir (I replied gratefully but again I did not get your answer)
I made signs to my companion to continue, and find the tavern that the old man mentioned to us.
We arrived just as he had told us, after 4 houses.
Entering was to find an environment as is or even more desolate than the streets of the town. I went to the bar and knocked a couple of times, until finally a little man came out of a door. He had a certain fearful look about him, but he was undoubtedly the bartender. I briefly explained the situation and he took Rodriguez and me to a couple of somewhat small rooms, then I asked him how much he would charge us for the lodging, but his answer caused more doubts about what was really happening there:
-Don't worry, the house and food are exempt from payment for you, everything is so that you can remove the curse that covers us from that day when the miners... (I remain silent for a moment) Excuse me, I have some things to attend to , at dinner time I will let you know so that you can eat.
Then he hastily retired, as if wanting to hide some secret, besides, what was that about the miners? This situation became darker by the moment.
I just hope to resolve it as soon as possible.
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The Digital Scavengers, Looters of the web
They are among us, they look like ordinary people, they are part of our society, they can be your neighbor, a friend or even a close relative.
They walk between web pages like ghosts, looking for a victim to loot their content and shamelessly publish it as their own.
Outside of all comic or funny aspects, there are people, individuals who make a living like us on platforms that grant some kind of remuneration for the creation of original and quality content, such as Read.cash, Nosie.cash, Hive blog, Blurt among the best known, but these people have a very different concept than creating original content, because they use their creativity to steal content from different sites, such as instagram accounts, facebook, even brazenly from the famous Wikipedia, and then use that looted content or plagiarized to post them as your own. And worst of all, they go unnoticed by the scanning eye of moderators and bots trying to prevent this type of plagiarized content on their platforms.
I call them the scavengers of the web, or the looters, sometimes I call them the pirates.
I have a friend who for reasons of respect and of a legal nature I will call him Fredd, unfortunately my friend Fredd is a scavenger of the web, he is a user as well as I of a certain content creation platform, which I will not say his name, but It rewards mostly original content uploaded as reports, whether photos, videos or blog. Fredd plunders instagram accounts of various users and without any consent steals his photos and images, and not enough for him, he adds texts and information from wikipedia, and then uploads everything posting as original content.
Fredd has already been doing this kind of thing for months on said platform, and has managed to go unnoticed, therefore the platform has rewarded him for all these months (I think since December) with his payment in cryptocurrencies.
Unfortunately there are many Fredd today that flood the web, and that have benefited from their looting and carrion.
But how does this affect us?
Firstly, on the platforms where scavengers live, they decline, because the quality of the content decreases. The environment on these sites gradually becomes polluted, giving room for spam, toxic language and much more piracy.
In addition, this practice of looting can affect other users who do provide true quality and original content. Because they would see how plagiarized content is rewarded as equal to or even much more than their own, which is 100% original. this would discourage, giving way to migration to other platforms, or for these users to become more looters.
That is why it is vital to protect our platforms from this type of harmful activity in which we are all affected.
Friend and friend at Read.cash, let's all be creators of original content, and let's keep the scavengers, the looters away from the web.
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The Shadow Hunt **run and hide**
Stay still, let them pass and we will continue on our way- My brother whispered to me, when we saw the shadows pass about 20 meters from us when we went out to look for some artifact to repair. I was a little scared, but I was surprised by their presence, because they don't usually walk during the day, and less in the ruins of the buildings in the east of the city, where years ago the great battle was fought. Perhaps they are adapting to sunlight, something that we thought was impossible, since the light always repelled them and we used that against them, but with this our way of life would change or many lives will be lost.
Upon arriving at the shelter, we reported what had happened, but incredibility overwhelmed our words, we tried again and again to convince people, but who was going to believe a couple of 12 and 14 year olds. John my brother, Alex our childhood friend and I secretly decided to carry out an exploration tomorrow in broad daylight, but we would take one of the old video recorders that were in the warehouse, to record a possible encounter with the shadows, that way We would have enough evidence to show them to everyone, especially the council of the grandparents, who were in charge of every aspect of the shelter, especially security, they say that they fought the shadows in the first years when the great phenomenon occurred.
THE next morning, at approximately 9:14 am, we slipped away without anyone noticing. We decided to go to the old shopping center, surely there we could catch one of those things.
It took us almost 1 hour to get there, due to the endless shortcuts we had to take to surround the sentinels who are always vigilant. These are observation, defense and early detection posts that the refuge has to protect everyone from possible attacks or from some wandering shadow that tries to pass for food.
Being inside the mall, we were enveloped by nostalgia as we passed through some of the old stores, and remember when we were children of 6 and 4 years old and walking with our parents, when we enjoyed going to the movies and filled ourselves with candy and popcorn corn. But sadly that was just the past, because now everything is a desolate and apocalyptic landscape, it's gloomy to look at the stores and see everything still in its place, expensive brand shoes, elegant clothes, jewelry, everything covered with dust and cobwebs, like if someone had never come.
With great caution we continued walking and exploring, but without any success, apparently the shadows no longer came here. I think the fact that the humans stopped coming made this a place without food for those things.
Several hours passed, and we decided to return to the shelter. As we walked, we ran into the video game and arcade store, where we came countless times and enjoyed each machine. Alex was excited to see the store, I think his emotion was somewhat exaggerated. He began to walk around the store, touching each machine and pretending to play on them. Jhon told him that we had to continue, that they must have already noticed our absence in our cubicle, but Alex continued playing very gracefully, and when he got on the last machine. that of driving a motorcycle, behind it an Unfortunate shadow emerged, he destroyed the machine instantly, and before he could do anything he grabbed Alex and vanished along with her.
My brother and I ran away terrified and crying, and when we got near the entrance of the mall, several shadows came out, blocking our only exit. Trembling, Jhon took the video camera and began to record, I did not understand, but I think that this way our words would be verified in the video along with our tragic deaths.
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Captain, we must abandon ship immediately!
The day goes by normally, since we left the port this morning, it has been a smooth journey. The sea is calm, the weather is good and the men are in high spirits, I cannot ask for a more perfect day than this.
The first officer talks with me to know the fishing route of the trip, and I invite him to my cabin where I show him the route on my map but when I do so his face turns pale:
- But captain sir, that is the area where several shipwrecks have been reported in strange conditions, it is rumored that a demon lives there under those waters, waiting for a ship to take it to the depths and devour the crew. He told me worried.
- Nonsense Smith, but listen to what you say, I did not think you were a man who believes in tales of monsters.- (I told my first officer).
- No sir I am not, but we should not abuse our luck, tempting the sea and its creatures.
-Don't worry, Smith, tomorrow we will return to the port full of merchandise if the slightest mishap occurs.- (When we convinced him, we continued with the outlined plan, but without telling the other men, he did not want to disturb their minds with fantastic horror stories).
After a few hours, we arrived at our destination, and the men began to empty the nets, and store the fish in the barrels, and in this activity little by little time passed and gave way to night.
Already when they were about to fill the last barrels, we felt something suddenly hit the ship. We all fell silent instantly, looking around the sides of the ship trying to find a quick explanation for what was happening.
A second blow shook the ship, but this time with more force, fear was already beginning to flutter in the minds of the crew, and one of the men stammered:
- IS, is, is, is, is, the, the, the, the, demon.
Another scream followed:
- It's our end!
- Calm! Surely it must be some whale, First Officer prepare the harpoon now, no whale will sink this ship! - (shout to restore order)
- Yes captain, you heard move, bring that harpoon immediately!
A third blow came and a man shouted from the bow:
- Captain is a whale, here he showed his head!
- Great! now he will become bait, Smith have the harpoon ready in the bow, we will dine on whale meat to-day! .( Advertise presumptuous and defiant )
Smith and 2 sailors prepared for the attack, but at that moment 2 giant tentacles emerged from the water, similar to that of an octopus, which grabbed the 2 sailors who were with Smith and plunged them into the water.
Panic erupted on deck, and more tentacles reached out of the water, taking more men with it. I quickly reached for my saber and cut one of those tentacles that was trying to take Smith away.
- Captain we must abandon the ship immediately!
- Go if you want, but I'll stay! I will fight to the end, that beast will not take my ship so easily! - (shout furiously)
Smith ran together the men who were still alive towards the boats but before leaving he called me again to go with them. Seeing that I ignored his words, he decided to leave.
Left alone on deck, saber at the ready, then the tentacles circled the ship to land their blow.
I was ready, years of being in the ocean had prepared me for this and just when...
Bryan get out of the bathroom!
We're going to be late for Grandma's birthday!
-I'm coming mom! Well, I'll finish tomorrow.
She never lets me play quietly when I take a bath.
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***Leo's story***
I remember that day clearly, the day of my new life, it was mid-April, for some reason, some unknown beings separated me from my family, my mother and brothers, and left me abandoned on the street. alone in the middle of a sidewalk. I was very scared, as I could I sheltered under a silver for a few hours due to the strong sun that day. I started crying and screaming for my mother to come and take me with her.
But my crying was in vain, she never appeared. I started to feel hungry, thirsty, I didn't know what to do, I could only cry and ask for help.
After a few hours the sky turned gray and drops of water began to fall repeatedly, they were very cold, they began to wet me until I was completely drenched.
The situation for me was but every moment, sadness, fear, hunger, everything was a set of problems for me.
The water after a whole afternoon stopped falling, the cold consumed me. Some strangers began to walk near me, but they just looked at me and continued on their way, some laughed when they looked at me, I felt that little by little my end was approaching.
When night came, I was still crying, I could hardly open my eyes anymore, and suddenly a light fell on me, I heard some voices, and one of them came very close to me, then I felt hands trying to touch me and grab me, but with the little energy I had left I tried to defend myself fiercely, but those hands immobilized me and took me to a house, a completely new place for me, and there the hands released me and a voice said with astonishment:
* Although you are small, you have the spirit of a fierce lion!
feeling free I quickly slipped away and hid behind a sofa, but one of the hands gave me something to eat, it was meat from what they call hamburger, I must confess that I devoured it almost instantly due to the hunger in me.
Several days passed, and the voice and those hands kept feeding me, little by little I was able to recover my sight and I realized that I was a young human.
After feeding me, he caressed me for long periods of time during which I fell asleep on his legs.
It took me a while to trust him, but he has taken care of me for 2 years since that night, he has provided me with not only food and shelter, but also love and care.
Now I am part of his command, of his human family, he has become my father, and I am happily grateful to him.
That was the beginning of my new life, and I have many years to enjoy it.
Sincerely, Leo.
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** Sheyla **
At that moment I contemplate her eyes, but the brightness that they radiated was absent. He knew that she was gone. He hugged her body like never before, which was now inert, devoid of all life, and in her inconsolable crying, her tears bathed everything around her with sadness, while her heart screamed in pain.
Many were the days of combat, of tireless struggle that both shared, together, as a whole, a single energy, despite the fact that death did not stop slowly expanding in her.
They never spoke of sadness and anguish, they never recognized the obvious, they did not do it out of ignorance, they did it for their love.
Every moment together was translated into words of dreams, of goals, of a future as a couple, as a team.
Once I got to pass near them, in the darkest and grayest days, but I never heard them argue for the least thing, I never saw a single tear on their faces, only laughter. Love welled up from their hearts in words and spread like joy, a joy that infected the place, filling it with a bright and pure light.
I seemed to hear through the voices of the nurses, that he lost his job just to be with her every day, to be by her side in that room. If you ask me, I think he would have wanted death to take him along with his beloved, but we all know that things don't always go our way, and that's how it was for him, when he felt that he lost everything of her, for losing her to she.
The doctors felt sadness and I think sorrow when she passed away, and therefore, they left him for a while, torn on the stretcher, still hugging her body, in the room where love reigned, but then the sadness turned into the surrounding air, with the last beat of dear Sheyla's heart.
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***The rivers of our life***
Let us imagine for a moment how a river is formed and what its trajectory is like.
In some high-altitude mountain, either because of its humid climate, because of rain or because of the melting of snow on its top or crown, small streams begin to flow downhill.
Many or several of these connect with each other and form larger or thicker currents of water as they follow their course.
Now, let's put some families or villages on its shore along the path of this river, and the members of these use the river to supply themselves with water or food, and also to carry out some activities, and the results of these, the water of the river it gets a bit contaminated.
Now while this river continues its course, it gets more towns and inhabitants and therefore its water becomes more and more polluted, and more.
And by the end of its journey, at its mouth in lakes, seas or the ocean, the resulting water is completely contaminated and the people who stock up last are seriously infected with some disease, just superficially mentioning the negative consequences.
But now let's imagine that this river is an ordinary person, who is born pure and innocent of human evil, and as this person grows up he runs into good and bad individuals, but the activities of the bad have more repercussions than those of the good individuals, and this is contaminating the purity and innocence of this person.
Many times this is synonymous with problems for both the person and the beings who live with them. and Again only superficially mentioning the minor of the problems, such as an alcoholic parent, or a drug addict.
That is why it is so important to have a healthy relationship with our young streams, thus keeping their waters clean, and not letting others contaminate them, and these are currents of good and love for others, and if we come across a strange river, let's try to this in the best possible way, perhaps this helps to cleanse it and help it regain its purity
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**And where are the little things?**
Waking up, getting dressed, cooking, having breakfast, working, returning home, cooking, dining, bathing, sleeping for many people this is the almost automatic routine in their life, without adding many more things to it, and so days, months, years go by without him less change, and without realizing it our entire lives will have passed this way in the blink of an eye. and for some will come the most important question of all, did you enjoy your life?
I'm not talking about getting that long-awaited position in your job, or managing to buy that house you dreamed of so much, many people manage to meet their goals but then end up feeling that emptiness inside, that feeling of waiting for something more, but why should you this?
In the process of fulfilling our dreams and goals we give so much and we focus on just that that we forget the most important thing: "Live life" enjoy our day to day.
When was the last time you sat down and enjoyed a coffee?
When was the last time you stopped and admired a sunset or the intermittent twinkling of stars in the blanket of the night sky?
Life is only one, there are no repetitions, there are no remakes, and it can end in an unpredictable and sudden way, so why not enjoy those little moments that fill us with pleasure, glory and that calming peace?
Why don't we better stop our monotony and start enjoying our life?
Today breathe, look at the sky, enjoy the gentle breeze, play with your children or your pet, watch a movie with your partner.
Enjoy, enjoy and live every little moment that fills our lives with colors.
Live now!!!
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**¿Y donde quedan las pequeñas cosas?**
Despertar, vestirse, cocinar, desayunar, trabajar, regresar a casa, cocinar, cenar, bañarse, dormir para muchas personas esta es la rutina casi autómata en su vida, sin añadirle muchas cosas mas, y así días, meses, años transcurren sin el menos cambio, y sin darnos cuenta toda nuestra vida habrá transcurrido de esta forma en un abrir y cerrar de ojos. y para algunos vendrá la pregunta mas importante de todas ¿Disfrutaste tu vida?
No hablo de conseguir ese puesto tan anhelado en tu trabajo, o de lograr comprar esa casa que tanto soñaste, muchas personas logran cumplir sus metas pero luego terminan sintiendo ese vació en su interior, esa sensación de esperar algo mas, pero ¿porque se debe esto?
En el procesos de cumplir nuestros sueños y metas damos tanto y nos enfocamos en solo eso que olvidamos lo mas importante: "Vivir la vida" disfrutar nuestro día a día.
¿Cuando fue la ultima vez que te sentaste y disfrutaste de un café?
¿Cuando fue la ultima vez que te detuviste y admiraste un atardecer o del centelleo intermitente de las estrellas en el manto del cielo nocturno?
La vida es solo una, no tiene repeticiones, no hay remakes, y puede acabar de manera impredecible y repentina, por eso ¿Porque no disfrutar de esos pequeños momentos que nos llenan de placer, de gloria y de esa paz tan tranquilizante?
¿Porque no mejor hacemos un alto en nuestra monotonía y empezamos a disfrutar nuestra vida?
Hoy respira, mira el cielo, disfruta de la suave brisa, juega con tus hijos o con tu mascota, mira una película con tu pareja.
Disfruta, goza y vive cada pequeño momento que llena de colores a nuestra vida.
¡Vive!
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**Depression the silent killer**
I don't know when, I don't remember the time or day, it just started to happen. Little by little my days were turning gray, the color of emotions evaporated from me.
A rain of sadness constantly falls on my body, erasing all joy from my heart.
Day by day this feeling consumes me more and more, like a flame that incinerates my soul, that is destroying me inside, that is turning off my light.
I try to hide this heavy chain from other people, some classify me as lazy when they see my lack of interest in the world around me, others point me out as lazy when they notice the lack of energy in me.
Nothing good can come of me anymore, I just want all this to end soon, I won't be able to take it any longer.
Depression, that silent destroyer, is one of the mood disorders that affects each of the vital aspects of the person who suffers from it.
Depression is responsible for countless deaths around the world, it can be so imperceptible that if it is not detected and treated in time by professionals it can end in suicide for those who suffer from it without giving the slightest sign of being under this disorder.
Here I will show you how you can recognize some of the main symptoms when a person suffers from depression (Remember this is a guide, if you know a person who suffers from depression or may be suffering from it, take it or contact a mental health specialist)
1. Feeling Sad:
One of the main symptoms of depression is having or beginning to have a feeling of sadness, this affects the mood of those who are suffering from it.
2. Suffer Anxiety:
Anxiety is a symptom of depression and mental health professionals generally use this as an indicator to detect depression.
3. The Void:
One of the key symptoms is when the person suspected of depression is not able to feel emotions, they can only feel a constant feeling of emptiness.
4. Noticeable loss of interest and lack of energy:
This symptom manifests itself as the total loss of interest in both daily activities and in the person's favorite hobbies. As well as performing activities with general fatigue.
Remember these are symptoms that can help detect depression in some cases, but all this should be handled by a qualified professional if you believe that a close person or family member is silently suffering from this disorder.
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**La Depresión, la asesina silenciosa**
No se cuando, no recuerdo hora ni día, simplemente comenzó a suceder. Mis días poco a poco fueron tornándose grises, el color de las emociones se evaporo de mi.
Una lluvia de tristeza cae constantemente sobre mi cuerpo, borrando toda alegría de mi corazón.
Día a día este sentimiento me consume mas y mas, como una llama que incinera mi alma, que va destruyéndome por dentro, que va apagando mi luz.
Intento ocultar esta pesada cadena a las demás personas, algunos me catalogan de perezoso al ver mi falta de interés al mundo que me rodea, otros me señalan de vago al notar la falta de energía en mi.
Ya nada bueno puede surgir de mi, solo quiero que todo esto acabe pronto, no podre soportarlo por mas tiempo.
La depresión, esa silenciosa destructora, es uno de los trastornos del estado de ánimo que afecta en cada uno de los aspectos vitales de la persona que lo padece.
La depresión es la responsable de innumerables muertes alrededor del mundo, puede ser tan imperceptible que si no es detectada y tratada a tiempo por profesionales puede terminar en suicidio para quien lo padece sin dar la menor muestra de estar bajo este trastorno.
Aquí te mostrare como puedes reconocer algunos de los principales síntomas cuando una persona sufre de depresión ( Recuerda esto es una guía, si conoces a una persona que sufre de depresión o puede estar sufriendo de esta llevarla o contactar con un especialista de la salud mental )
1. Sentir Tristeza:
Uno de los principales síntomas de la depresión es tener o empezar a tener un sentimiento de tristeza , esto afecta al estado de ánimo de quien lo este sufriendo.
2. Padecer Ansiedad:
La ansiedad es un síntoma de la depresión y generalmente los profesionales de la salud mental que utilizan esto como indicador para detectar la depresión.
3. El Vacío:
Uno de los síntomas clave es cuando la persona que se esta bajo sospecha de depresión no es capaz de sentir emociones, solo puede sentir una sensación de vacío constante
4. Notable Pérdida de interés y falta de energía:
Este síntoma se manifiesta como la perdida total de interés en actividades tanto cotidianas como en los pasatiempos favoritos de la persona. Así como realizar las actividades con un cansancio general.
Recuerda estos son síntomas que pueden ayudar a detectar la depresión en algunos casos, pero todo esto debe manejarlo un profesional calificado si crees que alguna persona cercana o familiar esta padeciendo silenciosamente de este trastorno.
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**[ENG/ESP] How to exterminate your planet? Basic guide to destroy your planet in easy steps **
Trouble eradicating all life on your planet? you want to destroy it and you don't know how? Here we have the solution! In this extraordinary and simple guide, we will show you in short, comfortable and easy steps how to carry out that long-awaited extermination, and best of all! , without the need for those proton beams and positronic cannons that are so expensive today in the galactic market. They are 100% reliable steps that our earthling friends have developed for hundreds of years and their results are totally effective.
Step n°1- Deforestation and burning without limits:
The first step in our guide and the beginning of the end, consists of ending Thousands of hectares every day of forests and jungles that have no immediate replacement through indiscriminate burning and the felling of trees of all kinds. and of course don't leave the fun aside while you do it
Step n°2- Annihilation of species by hunting or fishing (don't forget any of them!):
What better way, full of fun and joy. Start this second step with the extinction of entire species, you can eat them, you can just remove their skins, or show them off as a good trophy when your Martian neighbors arrive.
Step n°3- Large-scale contamination:
Tired of recycling? Mentally exhausted with all that waste that floods your space house? Don't you want to take care of your own garbage responsibly? Don't suffer anymore! here we will give you the best solution, throw your waste in lakes, rivers, oceans, jungles, forests. This way you will free your mind and fulfill the objective of planetary destruction.
Step 4- Industrialization and exploitation of non-renewable resources:
This step requires a little more specialization in machinery, it is a bit industrialized, however simplicity is our motto, so don't
don't worry, just create large-scale combustion engines and machines that run on the most polluting fuel possible, and start exploiting those non-renewable minerals, (remember don't be shy if you need to throw toxic chemicals in the process) Soon you'll have a cute destroyed planet.
Step n°5- Sound the trumpet of war:
This is the last step of our guide, but it is not the least important, it only requires a little of your effort and the rest will be done for you. Does your planet have inhabitants who call themselves the most intelligent and dominant species? Well, use them to your advantage, play with their minds, invent societies, false stereotypes, create ridiculous differences such as skin color, religion, culture, make them forget that they are all the same species, that they live on a single planet that does not have replacement and you will see that they will be destroying each other, and when you least expect it, your planet will finally be completely annihilated!
Beyond the satire that this writing represents, and the idea that I want to convey of the evil that we are all doing to our planet, I want you to know that we still have time to change, to save the earth. We can plant our future today.
We still can. All together, it is our salvation.
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¿Cómo exterminar tu planeta? Guía básica para destruir tu planeta en cómodos pasos ( Aprobada bajo la ley galáctica #456.567-6B Especie humana )
¿Problemas para erradicar toda vida en tu planeta? quieres destruirlo y no sabes cómo? ¡Aquí te tenemos la solución! En esta extraordinaria y sencilla guía, te mostraremos en cortos, cómodos y fáciles pasos como realizar esa tan anhelada exterminacion, ¡y lo mejor de todo! , sin la necesidad de esos rayos de protones y cañones positronicos que son tan costosos hoy en día en el mercado galáctico, Son pasos 100% confiables, que nuestros amigos terrícolas han desarrollado durante cientos de años y sus resultados son de total eficacia.
Paso n°1- Deforestacion y quema sin limites:
El primer paso en nuestra guía y el comienzo del fin, consiste en acabar con Miles de hectáreas cada día de bosques y selvas que no tienen sustitución inmediata mediante la quema indiscriminada y el derribo de arboles de todo tipo. y por supuesto no dejes la diversión a un lado mientras lo haces
Paso n°2- Aniquilación de especies por caza o pesca (¡Que no se te olvide ninguno!):
Que mejor manera, llena de diversión y alegría. Empieza este segundo paso con la extinción de especies enteras, puedes comerlos, puedes solo quitarles sus pieles, o lucirlos como un buen trofeo cuando lleguen tus vecinos marcianos.
Paso n°3- Contaminación a gran escala:
¿Cansado de reciclar? ¿Agotado mentalmente con todos esos desperdicios que inundan tu casa espacial? ¿No quieres hacerte cargo de manera responsable de tu propia basura? ¡No sufras mas! aquí te taremos la mejor solución, arroja tus desperdicios en lagos, ríos, océanos, selvas, bosques. Así liberaras tu mente y cumplirás con el objetivo de la destrucción planetaria.
Paso n°4- Industrialización y explotación de los recursos no renovables:
Este paso requiere un poco mas de especialización en maquinarias, es un poco industrializado, sin embargo la sencillez es nuestro lema, así que no
te preocupes, solo crea máquinas y motores a gran escala de combustión que funcionen con el combustible más contaminante posible, y empieza a explotar esos minerales que no son renovables, (Recuerda no seas tímido si necesitas arrojar químicos tóxicos en el proceso) Pronto tendrás un lindo planeta destruido.
Paso n°5- Que suene la trompeta de la guerra:
Este es el ultimo paso de nuestra guía, pero no es el menos importante, solo requiere un poco de tu esfuerzo y el resto lo harán por ti , ¿Tu planeta tiene habitantes que se denominan por si solos como la especie mas inteligente y dominante? Pues Utilízalos a tu favor, juega con sus mentes, inventales sociedades, falsos estereotipos, creales ridículas diferencias como de color de piel, de religión, de cultura, que olviden que son todos una misma especie, que viven en un único planeta que no tiene reemplazo y ya verás que estarán destruyéndose unos a otros , y cuando menos lo esperes, ¡tu planeta finalmente estará completamente aniquilado!
Mas allá de la sátira que representa este escrito, y de la idea que quiero transmitir del mal que todos estamos haciendo a nuestro planeta, quiero que sepan que aun estamos a tiempo de cambiar, de salvar a la tierra. Podemos plantar nuestro futuro hoy.
Aun podemos. todos juntos, es nuestra salvación.
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**[ENG/ESP] Eclipse of terror /Eclipse del terror **
We heard how they managed to enter the apartment next door, however we did not hear screams, I assume that Christian and his family managed to escape hours before.
Instead, we decided to stay a few more days, hoping that the eclipse would end and those infernal things would have returned to the depths from which they came.
Several days had passed since that strange red eclipse began, and darkness took over the entire planet. It only took a few hours for the first reports of attacks to begin.
Soon those things were everywhere, everywhere, I was lucky to return alive, when I went to get water and supplies.
Those howls, those howls are frightening, they freeze the blood just hearing them, and then there are those sounds similar to that of a pig when it is suffering.
2 days ago I had the terrible and horrifying opportunity to observe how 3 of those demons devoured a man while he screamed in pain and desperately asked for help, but I couldn't do anything because they were getting closer to enjoy their feast.
I don't know how long we can keep hiding here, soon the food and water will be gone and we'll have to get out, but those things, those monsters, are out there, waiting and waiting, hunting anything that breathes.
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Escuchamos como lograron entrar en el apartamento de al lado, sin embargo no escuchamos gritos, supongo que Christian y su familia lograron escapar horas antes.
En cambio nosotros decidimos quedarnos unos días mas, esperando que el eclipse acabara y esas cosas infernales hayan regresado a las profundidades de donde salieron.
Habían pasado varios días desde que comenzó ese extraño eclipse rojo, y las oscuridad se apodero del planeta entero. Solo pasaron algunas horas para que los primeros reportes de ataques comenzaran.
Pronto esas cosas estaban por todas partes, por todo lados, yo tuve suerte de regresar con vida, cuando fui a buscar agua y provisiones.
Esos aullidos, esos aullidos son espantosos, congelan la sangre de solo oírlos, y luego vienen esos sonidos semejantes al de un cerdo cuando esta sufriendo.
Hace 2 días tuve la terrible y horrorosa oportunidad de observar como 3 de esos demonios devoraban a un hombre mientras este gritaba de dolor y pedía desesperado ayuda, pero yo no podía hacer nada pues se estaban acercando mas de ellos para disfrutar de su festín.
No se cuanto tiempo podremos seguir escondiéndonos aquí, pronto la comida y ela gua se habrán acabado y deberemos salir, pero esas cosas, esos monstruos, están afuera, esperando y esperando, cazando a todo lo que respire.
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[ENG/ESP] *The giant with green leaves* / *EL gigante de hojas verdes*
As a child I played around it countless times, always running with my sister Kathe, we even climbed on it and felt on top of the world. clear to my young eyes he was a giant.
Time passed, then adolescence came and I no longer played, I just sat at his feet and watched as the innumerable parades of clouds moved smoothly on the bluish mantle.
Once I tried with a small knife to make a writing of some name or a silly drawing, I don't remember what it was, but just before doing it my father stopped me giving a loud cry. Then he came over and told me that my grandfather, long before my father was born, had planted a tree next to his house, that tree grew and grew, and remained after my grandfather's death, when my father was still a child.
MY father in his moments of sadness, when his world turned gray. he went to the foot of that tree and sat under the shade of tranquility that it provided him and immersed himself in total tranquility.
He told me that in a certain way he could remember my grandfather by being under the tree, it was as if he still lived inside its bark, as if his roots had absorbed part of his essence, of his great spirit.
My father told me that sometimes he could see as if my grandfather could greet him in the dance of the leafy branches, and in the shaking of those green leaves.
That day I understood many things, and even today, that giant still lives, under his shadow you can still find that tranquility, that sea of serenity, and who knows, maybe it's my grandfather taking care of us.
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De niño jugué a su alrededor infinidad de veces, siempre corriendo con mi hermana Kathe, incluso nos trepábamos a el y nos sentíamos en la cima del mundo. claro para mi joven vista el era un gigante.
Fue pasando el tiempo, luego llego la adolescencia y ya no jugaba, solo me sentaba a sus pies y contemplaba como los innumerables desfiles de nubes transitaban suavemente en el manto azulado.
Una vez intente con una pequeña navaja hacer un escrito de algún nombre o un tonto dibujo, no recuerdo que era, pero justo antes de hacerlo mi padre dando un fuerte grito me detuvo. Luego el se acerco y me contó que mi abuelo, mucho antes que mi padre naciera, había plantado un árbol al lado de su casa, ese árbol creció y creció, y permaneció luego de la muerte de mi abuelo, cuando mi padre era aun un niño.
MI padre en sus momentos de tristeza, cuando su mundo se tornaba gris. iba a los pies de ese árbol y se sentaba bajo la sombra de tranquilidad que este le proporcionaba y se sumergía en una total tranquilidad.
Me dijo que de cierta manera podía recordar a mi abuelo al estar debajo del árbol, era como si aun viviera dentro de su corteza, como si sus raíces hubiesen absorbido parte de su esencia, de su gran espíritu.
Mi padre me dijo que el aveces podía ver como si mi abuelo lo pudiese saludar en el baile de las frondosas ramas, y en las sacudidas de esas verdes hojas.
Ese día comprendí muchas cosas, y aun hoy, ese gigante aun vive, bajo su sombra aun se puede encontrar esa tranquilidad, ese mar de serenidad, y quien sabe, quizás es mi abuelo cuidando de nosotros.
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**[ENG/ESP] Descending into hope / Descendiendo hacia la esperanza **
But of course we were waiting for the coming of the night cloak to go! Otherwise, the desert would have turned us into walking fathoms.
We left the shelter at 11:04 pm, and headed towards the Cañon del Engaño with all our equipment, we had to investigate if the rumors were true, after all, looking for hope was always an objective, so we could stay alive in the plains of Hades.
Upon arrival, we looked for the place indicated by Bryan, according to its coordinates and our map we managed to see that fissure, that crack that would lead us to some caves. But we knew that we could run into the red spiders and it would be a very disadvantageous situation for us, even Robert trembled with fear when he remembered when his caravan was attacked by those damn man-eaters.
We secured the ropes, prepared our machetes and proceeded to descend very carefully and silently, one by one through this terrestrial entrails towards the unknown.
We noticed some humidity, and that excited us, because we could get water that was not contaminated by radiation.
we explored every section, every corner, until we noticed that suddenly Nohemy was petrified, motionless, we all ran towards her desperate and with fear coming out of our veins. and being with her was where we saw it, it was there that all the rumors became true.
At that moment our hearts were racing with excitement, our faces were divided by a combination of joy and amazement.
We finally found it!
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¡Pero por supuesto que esperábamos el adentrar del manto de la noche para ir! de lo contrario el desierto se hubiese encargado de convertirnos en brazas caminantes.
Salimos del refugio a las 11:04 pm, y nos dirigimos hacia el Cañón del Engaño con todo nuestro equipo, debíamos investigar si los rumores eran ciertos, después de todo, buscar la esperanza siempre era un objetivo, así podríamos mantenernos con vida en las llanuras del Hades.
Al llegar buscamos el sitio indicado por Bryan, según sus coordenadas y nuestro mapa logramos divisar esa fisura, esa grieta que nos conduciría a unas cuevas. Pero sabíamos que podíamos toparnos con las arañas rojas y seria una situación muy desventajosa para nosotros, aun Robert temblaba de miedo al recordar cuando su caravana fue ataca por esas malditas come hombres.
Aseguramos las sogas, preparamos nuestros machetes y procedimos a bajar muy cuidadosa y silenciosamente, uno por uno por esta entraña terrestre hacia lo desconocido.
Notamos cierta humedad, y eso nos emociono , pues podíamos conseguir agua que no estuviera contaminada por la radiación.
exploramos cada tramo, cada rincón, hasta que notamos que súbitamente Nohemy quedo petrificada, inmóvil, todo corrimos hacia ella desesperados y con el miedo saliendo de nuestras venas. y al estar con ella fue donde lo vimos, fue ahí donde todos los rumores se hicieron ciertos.
En ese momento nuestros corazones cabalgaban de emoción, nuestros rostros estaban divididos por una combinación de alegría y asombro.
¡Finalmente lo encontramos!
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[EN/ES] Shadows of war / Sombras de guerra
**This is a short story to give an idea of what countless families and people suffer in wars around the world.**
The sirens began to sound repeatedly, like wounded dogs, announcing the danger that was approaching unstoppable.
I took my girl, I carried her in my arms and I ran desperately, I ran as fast as I could, without stopping for anything, while my daughter's tears of terror covered my anguished chest.
"Nothing's wrong darling, nothing will happen" she repeated over and over again, trying to comfort her, but they were empty words, words tormented by fear and despair.
Among the remains of what was once a house, a home, that perhaps was full of love, perhaps laughter fluttered inside, and happiness reigned in its occupants, but now the dust, the shrapnel, and the destruction were its facade and occupied it.
In a corner, under some wooden boards, I crouched down, hugging my love as hard as I could.
Suddenly the metallic ravens made their ominous appearance, flying over the city, filling the sky with fury and blood, and thus for no reason they threw the encapsulated fire, which devoured everything at its impact.
Little by little I heard how the explosions got closer and closer, I tried to sing to my daughter, to disguise the hell that had been unleashed in the streets, that hell that consumed us day and night, that hell that took with it innumerable souls innocent souls imprisoned in this cursed war.
The images were taken from www.pixabay.com
**Este es un micro relato para dar una idea de lo que sufren innumerables familias, personas en las guerras alrededor del mundo.**
Las sirenas empezaron a sonar repetidamente, como perros heridos, anunciando el peligro que se acercaba indetenible.
Tome a mi niña, la lleve en mis brazos y corrí desesperado, corrí lo mas rápido que pude, sin detenerme por nada, mientras las lagrimas de terror de mi hija cubrían mi angustiado pecho.
"No pasa nada cariño, nada pasara" le repetía una y otra vez, tratando de consolarla, pero eran palabras vacías, palabras atormentadas por el miedo y la desesperación.
Entre los restos de lo que fue una vez una casa, un hogar, que quizás estaba lleno de amor, quizás las risas revoloteaban en su interior, y la felicidad reinaba en sus ocupantes, pero ahora el polvo, la metralla, y la destrucción eran su fachada y la ocupaban.
En un rincón, debajo de lagunas tablas de madera, aguarde agachado, abrazando a mi amor lo mas fuerte que podía.
De pronto hicieron su funesta aparición los cuervos metálicos, sobrevolando la ciudad, llenando de furia y de sangre el cielo, y así sin motivo alguno arrojaron el fuego encapsulado, que devoraba todo a su impacto.
Poco a poco escuche como las explosiones se acercaban mas y mas, trate de cantarle a mi hija, para disfrazar el infierno que se había desatado en as calles, ese infierno que nos consumía día y noche, ese infierno que se llevaba consigo innumerables de almas inocentes, almas apresadas en esta guerra maldita.
Las imagenes fueron sacadas de www.pixabay.com
ESP/ENG] Mi presentación al universo Read.cash / My introduction to the Read.cash universe
Holaaaa a todas las personas, a mis futuros amigos en esta gran plataforma de Read.cash, mi nombre es Haydar Mohamad, tengo 28 años, soy de Venezuela, y actualmente resido en mi país, soy ex militar profesional, padre de 2 hermosos pequeños (mis terremotos) y actualmente estoy desarrollándome en este gran mundo web. Adquiriendo conocimiento en plataformas como Noise.cash, Hive blog entre otras.
¿Que voy a publicar? ¿A que vine a Read.cash?
Ante todo debo decir y aclarar que soy solo un aprendiz de escritor, o mejor dicho soy un intento de aprendiz (En serio apenas ni llego para amateur) y quiero subir y compartir con todos ustedes mis escritos, desde poemas, cuentos de terror, algunos de sátira, y los que se vengan a mi mente.
Quiero que me ayuden a seguir creciendo y mejorando mi pluma, estoy abierto a todo tipo de criticas sanas.
Dicho esto los invito a ver mi contenido. no sera el mejor pero sera 100% original. ( muchas de las fotos no, no soy fotógrafo) y ante mano muchas gracias.
Imagen tomada y editada por mi / Image taken and edited by me
Now in English
Helloooo to all the people, to my future friends in this great Read.cash platform, my name is Haydar Mohamad, I am 28 years old, I am from Venezuela, and I currently reside in my country, I am a former professional military, father of 2 beautiful little ones (my earthquakes) and I am currently developing myself in this great web world. Acquiring knowledge on platforms such as Noise.cash, Hive blog among others.
What am I going to post? Why did I come to Read.cash?
First of all, I must say and clarify that I am only an apprentice writer, or rather I am an attempt at apprentice (Seriously, I am barely even an amateur) and I want to upload and share with all of you my writings, from poems, horror stories, some of satire, and those that come to my mind.
I want you to help me continue to grow and improve my pen, I am open to all kinds of healthy criticism.
That said, I invite you to see my content. It will not be the best but it will be 100% original. (not many of the photos, I'm not a photographer) and in advance thank you very much.
@Haydarmohamad
