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REQUEST

REQUEST

A Story by Tasi83


At first he didn't want to go openly to the office. He knew very well what kind of place it was. An unfriendly, gloomy place where teenage mothers tak..
A victim of circumstances

A victim of circumstances

A Story by Tasi83


Terribly nervous.It was like he was at the same time would want to comply with an imaginary desires' at the same time, the actual reality details, too..
Path of reflections

Path of reflections

A Story by Tasi83


She was thirteen years old, and although she was small, she was just developing, still tender, pear-shaped, she tried to emphasize her small, pear-sha..
ROMANTIC-COLLAGE

ROMANTIC-COLLAGE

A Story by Tasi83


The man stepped out into the overcrowded quarter of the city with abandoned factory buildings. The creaking rails of the railway station seemed so hom..
A race against time

A race against time

A Story by Tasi83


We are abroad. To be exact, in a small village close to the Swiss border, where people lived in peace and harmony, and where the local government will..
Tapestries of Twilight

Tapestries of Twilight

A Book by Omikron


Exploring the ways the world might end, this poetry book offers varied and rich reflections and perspectives during the concluding moments of existe..
Which to save: the emotions, of consumer shopping, or the 2003 Iraq war from science's black holes?

Which to save: the emotions, of consumer shopping,..

A Story by trokanmariel33


The individual, whose identity it was to make the decision, between saving the emotional intelligence of consumer shopping and saving the 2003 Iraq wa..
HOLIDAY WISH

HOLIDAY WISH

A Story by Tasi83


A strikingly pretty young lady entered the elegant patisserie, where you could clearly see that she was tasting the riches of a barely eight-slice par..
WHEN A DATE KICKS IN

WHEN A DATE KICKS IN

A Story by Tasi83


"Honey, are you okay?" - Annamari asks with her superstitious, doe-eyed eyes, a little worried, as she continues to flip through the menu like a profe..
MANIPULATION OF THREAT

MANIPULATION OF THREAT

A Story by Tasi83


He usually went to school early in the morning.Since both his father and mother had left for work a long time ago, and since the first class started a..
Holiday, hot chocolate, love story

Holiday, hot chocolate, love story

A Story by Tasi83


The city smelled of Christmas.It's usually always like this in December. He knows how much snow fell, and even though there was barely ten centimeters..
THE MAN FEEL GOOD ABOUT HIMSELF

THE MAN FEEL GOOD ABOUT HIMSELF

A Story by Tasi83


He wanted to lose weight - like most people - who really want to impress a world-class, beautiful woman who unexpectedly stumbled into his life. The..
HUNTER-ADVENTURE

HUNTER-ADVENTURE

A Story by Tasi83


HUNTER-ADVENTUREUntil I was seven years old, I lived as if I had been inhaling loneliness all at once. I spent a remarkable amount of time in the comp..
silent yearning

silent yearning

A Poem by Juse


I craved silence so muchthat I never expectedit would turn into somethingI now long to escape.
SUDDEN PREDICTION

SUDDEN PREDICTION

A Story by Tasi83


Dr. Kálmán Koppány was absolutely convinced that by the time he reaches the age of fifty, he will not only have a beautiful wife ..
THE LESSON

THE LESSON

A Story by Tasi83


The classroom mostly resembled a buzzing anthill or a beehive, where each tiny bug had its own clever and tricky, or in our case, sneaky and evil task..
Logical interaction

Logical interaction

A Story by Tasi83


Most people - of course, only when they experience something inexplicable or just a strange, strange thing or event - tend to call the given act or th..
Adventurers, people, superheroes

Adventurers, people, superheroes

A Story by Tasi83


He tried so hard to carefully tiptoe into his grandmother's small room, almost the size of a mouse hole, that he could almost feel the excitement, in..
IN A WEB OF MINUTES

IN A WEB OF MINUTES

A Story by Tasi83


Ferenciek tere's former bustling, rather unfriendly bustle of cans is now a thing of the past. It is as if one were walking in the ghost town of Ninev..