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Exile

Sonia Warczincela, ago

It was dangling there, hanging from a nail in the wall on a little copper-plated hemp string. It shone softly with a crystalline silver reflection, almost translucent. Sometimes, when through the ... [+]

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Bashir looked at the sunlight coming in through the window. The weather was magnificent, but he was forced to wait here, in the shade of the big boarders’ dining hall at Mimosa School.

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You laugh from your throat, that’s true. But we don’t really know where the laugh comes from.
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Paul is one of the kids in my class.

Paul always sits by himself at the back of the class. He has big green glasses, looks shy and has such a trembling voice that he sounds as if he’s... [+]

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There are about sixty teenagers gathered in the main square for the 10K race. They are all wearing different colored bibs according to the charities they represent. Adam has met up with Martin and ... [+]

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Felix’s Dream Life

Anne-Marie R., ago

Felix jumped up onto the sofa and, lying full length against his master, began to purr noisily to show how contented he was. His master stopped reading and began to stroke him, delighting in sinking ... [+]

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The Water of Courage

Oneminmore, ago

“What are you waiting for?” asked Sophie with an amused smile.
“It’s cold!” protested her cousin Claudia.
The shivering teenager was standing hesitantly at the water’s edge, trying ... [+]

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The Class Photo

Chantal Sourire, ago

Tomorrow it’s the vacation!
Miss Barnett, the young and spirited primary teacher, is having quite a job marshaling the thirty little cherubs in her class for the end of year photo.
She ... [+]

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The Shepherd’s Hour

Mome de Meuse, ago

The village streetlamps press their huge amber pearls against the still-light sky.
In the garden, the gentle squeaking of the swings has stopped. The moon, orange and round like a burst ... [+]

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Afwasmiddel

Veranda, ago

I don’t know her name, but she is really pretty. She rides across the campsite on her bike without ever giving me a glance, with her brother and her Mom and Dad. Well, of course, they’re ... [+]

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