2. THE PAPER!!!

Hi guys!!! How was your weekend?? I miss some comments on the blog from Nubar, Imanol, Rober etc...Try to do your best and take advantage of this tool. I know writing is hard but... who dares...who is so brave to do it right now????

Have a nice week and I hope to see you all on Friday 2nd December at 5.30. Keep fingers crossed!!!

Enjoy Carlos' short story!!!Here it is:

2. The paper

A few months later: in another country, in another city, in another field, in another way, with other people, but with the same feeling, a man found one paper and when he read the paper, he understood everything. He lived the same. He didn’t know if it was a letter or a poem, but the paper was long and narrow. Written on a paper.... sentences are written in a chaotic way. 

He read it.

«Something make me wake up on the night

and I think it was a bomb.

Like this bomb

of this night;

and there´re dead people,

like the dead people of this night,

dead people.

There´re always dead people and pain.

A lot of pain.

Alive people´s pain.

The pain of people that have not died.

The pain of people who wish to die

and  died.

The pain of people who haven´t died.

Dead people.

There´re always dead people».

Since this day, a man exists to find out the writer.