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Na oitava série, usei muita maquiagem na escola católica. Eu era um rebelde. Tentando esconder meus surtos, cobri-os com uma camada de Clearasil sob minha base bege e pó. Mas não se tratava apenas da minha pele ruim. Oh não. Eu queria parecer uma estrela de cinema, como Elizabeth Taylor ou Sophia Loren. Desenhei minhas sobrancelhas com lápis de sobrancelha preto, delineador preto delineando meus olhos, e finalizei com sombra verde jade que veio em um tubo longo, parecido com um batom. Minha boca eu deixei em branco. Isso fez meus olhos se destacarem mais.
O fato de não podermos usar maquiagem na escola criou toda essa excitação em mim, e um dia, quando a irmã Theonilla caminhava pelo corredor com seu longo roupão preto, os óculos de aro metálico empoleirados no nariz e a Com a pele cor de aveia, ela parou na minha mesa, aproximou-se e lentamente passou o dedo indicador pela minha pálpebra. A ponta do dedo ficou verde.
“Não estou usando maquiagem”, eu disse desafiadoramente. Ah, que emoção. Este foi o início da minha longa carreira como mentiroso.
O fato de não podermos usar maquiagem na escola criou toda essa excitação em mim, e um dia, quando a irmã Theonilla caminhava pelo corredor com seu longo roupão preto, os óculos de aro metálico empoleirados no nariz e a Com a pele cor de aveia, ela parou na minha mesa, aproximou-se e lentamente passou o dedo indicador pela minha pálpebra. A ponta do dedo ficou verde.
“Não estou usando maquiagem”, eu disse desafiadoramente. Ah, que emoção. Este foi o início da minha longa carreira como mentiroso.
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Confusion and chaos lifted. All was still and clear in his mind. Only hours earlier he was filled with misery, self-loathing and desperation. But now the lycanthropic curse had taken control, freed from its chains and eager to make up for lost time.
Jagged claws easily removed the clothes from his body. He would have no more use for them. He had emerged beside a small, shallow river which was painted silver under the clear sky. It was cold, the dead of winter, and his breath misted before his eyes. The weather did not bother him. This body was made for endurance.
His long, wiry limbs held easy strength. He felt a buzzing run through his whole body. An electrically charged energy that needed to be unleashed. His magnified senses announced the presence of all living creatures within running distance. None could defy him, none could oppose him. All would flee before him. But it would make no difference. This night would be coloured in blood.
He threw back his head and let out a howl of hysteria, elation and fervour. The night belonged to him. The full moon was risen and the chase was on.
Jagged claws easily removed the clothes from his body. He would have no more use for them. He had emerged beside a small, shallow river which was painted silver under the clear sky. It was cold, the dead of winter, and his breath misted before his eyes. The weather did not bother him. This body was made for endurance.
His long, wiry limbs held easy strength. He felt a buzzing run through his whole body. An electrically charged energy that needed to be unleashed. His magnified senses announced the presence of all living creatures within running distance. None could defy him, none could oppose him. All would flee before him. But it would make no difference. This night would be coloured in blood.
He threw back his head and let out a howl of hysteria, elation and fervour. The night belonged to him. The full moon was risen and the chase was on.
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We buried my brother with his dreams. On colored scraps of paper my young son, Teddy, and I scrawled all the fantasies Abe never achieved for lack of trying: hero, quarterback, singer, actor and more and crammed them in the satin folds of his coffin along with his favorite bottle of Jack and a pack of Camels. Teddy, a budding artist, sketched Abe throwing a football.
“Can you imagine Uncle Abe throwing long on a cloud?” Teddy asked as he gingerly dropped in the drawing.
“Might piss off the angels if he gets too rowdy,” I shrugged. “Same goes for showing off his bravery or acting like he’s better than all the other souls.”
“Everyone sings in heaven. He can sing, huh?” Teddy pressed.
“Not off-key. God has sensitive ears.”
“So, Uncle Abe doesn’t get to live his dreams after all? That sucks,” Teddy gathered his crayons and paper, sat on the floor of the funeral parlor and begin drawing in earnest.
“What the hell are you doing, Teddy?”
Teddy put a finishing flourish on a portrait of himself painting.
“Going for my dreams while I can just in case I run out of time and end up in heaven.”
“Can you imagine Uncle Abe throwing long on a cloud?” Teddy asked as he gingerly dropped in the drawing.
“Might piss off the angels if he gets too rowdy,” I shrugged. “Same goes for showing off his bravery or acting like he’s better than all the other souls.”
“Everyone sings in heaven. He can sing, huh?” Teddy pressed.
“Not off-key. God has sensitive ears.”
“So, Uncle Abe doesn’t get to live his dreams after all? That sucks,” Teddy gathered his crayons and paper, sat on the floor of the funeral parlor and begin drawing in earnest.
“What the hell are you doing, Teddy?”
Teddy put a finishing flourish on a portrait of himself painting.
“Going for my dreams while I can just in case I run out of time and end up in heaven.”
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The Magic Hole
Penny was a little girl who lived in Alaska. It was ice-cold there. She kept praying that she could play in the lush, green and warm gardens like we do but of course, she couldn't.
Her father, like all the men there, didn't have a job. He hunted seals and caught fishes as was the custom. So her father hadn't even heard of money and even if he had money, there weren't any aeroplane to take them abroad.
Now, somewhere near Penny's house was a deep, dark forest. Everyone was afraid to enter it. They said that whoever entered it would be sucked in by a great hole.
One day, Penny was playing with her Eskimo friends when one of the boys shouted, "Hey, I dare one of you to enter the magic forest."
No one dared. Penny picked up a twig and threw it at the edge of the forest. Nothing happened. Penny was astonished. It's all a legend! We can play hide and seek in the woods if we want, she thought. She walked slowly towards the woods. It was getting colder and colder she took each step. She walked right into the middle of the forest
Penny was a little girl who lived in Alaska. It was ice-cold there. She kept praying that she could play in the lush, green and warm gardens like we do but of course, she couldn't.
Her father, like all the men there, didn't have a job. He hunted seals and caught fishes as was the custom. So her father hadn't even heard of money and even if he had money, there weren't any aeroplane to take them abroad.
Now, somewhere near Penny's house was a deep, dark forest. Everyone was afraid to enter it. They said that whoever entered it would be sucked in by a great hole.
One day, Penny was playing with her Eskimo friends when one of the boys shouted, "Hey, I dare one of you to enter the magic forest."
No one dared. Penny picked up a twig and threw it at the edge of the forest. Nothing happened. Penny was astonished. It's all a legend! We can play hide and seek in the woods if we want, she thought. She walked slowly towards the woods. It was getting colder and colder she took each step. She walked right into the middle of the forest
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𝗟𝗶𝗳𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗮 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝗼𝗳 𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗳𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀!🖤🌸
—🤫জীবন মানেই অপূর্ণতার গল্প!🖤😇
—🤫জীবন মানেই অপূর্ণতার গল্প!🖤😇
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মানুষ বড়ই “অদ্ভুত”🙂
হাসলে বলে,,এতো হাসো কেন?
🍂আর কাদলে…….!!!
” 𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐚”🥀💔🙂 👹💘
হাসলে বলে,,এতো হাসো কেন?
🍂আর কাদলে…….!!!
” 𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐚”🥀💔🙂 👹💘
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We love Allah
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Everyone fear Allah
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Weather is so cool
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There should be such a dear person in life!! 🙂🫵
Who will understand and explain but will not leave….!!🌼
Who will understand and explain but will not leave….!!🌼
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♥️lover♥️
He became a tree one day.
Like the unheard voice of the city
The great ax came and broke his chains.
So all his nests were broken.
He became a bird one day.
He saw it fly
Someone else's lips in his loving eyes, someone else's cheek on his lips -
Then all his feathers fell off.
He became a tiger one day,
A big fierce tiger.
After pouncing on the prey with much surrender..
He saw the fear in her eyes
Whispering in the ear of the sun
The distance between you and me is thousands
And eyes filled with tears.
So all his toenails are now gone.
His heart is now wounded for loved ones
The heart that now contains tears of violence.✅
He became a tree one day.
Like the unheard voice of the city
The great ax came and broke his chains.
So all his nests were broken.
He became a bird one day.
He saw it fly
Someone else's lips in his loving eyes, someone else's cheek on his lips -
Then all his feathers fell off.
He became a tiger one day,
A big fierce tiger.
After pouncing on the prey with much surrender..
He saw the fear in her eyes
Whispering in the ear of the sun
The distance between you and me is thousands
And eyes filled with tears.
So all his toenails are now gone.
His heart is now wounded for loved ones
The heart that now contains tears of violence.✅
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