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Bistrô Mental : Writing

Insomniac

Insomniac

A Story by Bistrô Mental


Out of all the fantasies I lived, this was my most real one. And yet, here I was laying with my eyes closed on the very same bed that held us together..
Pillow secrets

Pillow secrets

A Story by Bistrô Mental


It had now been many months since those peculiar and mysterious confessions tormented me. I couldn’t tell where they were coming from or the rea..
Red shame

Red shame

A Story by Bistrô Mental


Born in a house without heating system in the middle of that foggy, gray and scattered November of 1917, her screams and shrieks seemed to be much mor..
Life

Life

A Story by Bistrô Mental


I entered the car not knowing what to expect. It had been over a year since I last saw her. I was so thrilled by the fact that we were finally meeting..
Breathing waves

Breathing waves

A Story by Bistrô Mental


I can almost say for sure that the sun had not yet risen, but I admit there was a cloud over vaporizing in my head making my sight quite blurry. I do ..
Bipolar

Bipolar

A Story by Bistrô Mental


It was a dark and stormy night and Miss Fredickson stared outside her beach-house window wishing to be on the other side of the Earth. More precisely,..
Surprises

Surprises

A Story by Bistrô Mental


Given it was a Saturday morning, she woke up somewhat happy. The whole weekend was ahead of her and better yet, she had no plans, so all things could ..
Sharing solitudes

Sharing solitudes

A Story by Bistrô Mental


The woman had been in it a little longer than him. She knew every thought as they would come. What they would cause inside her. Every sensation. Every..
Hello, goodbye

Hello, goodbye

A Story by Bistrô Mental


It had taken them many situations to neglect of what always had been there. Friendship, something else, love, nothing else, all of it, none. A little ..
Misunderstanding closure

Misunderstanding closure

A Story by Bistrô Mental


Telling their story is as complicated as their story was. Rather yet: is.A few years prior to today, she had decided not to fear anymore and face her ..