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The Unknown Odyssey
Author: Marius Surleac
Few days ago, when the sun went silently on the screen of the morning, something weird happened. A crazy scream beyond the greenish forest brought silence in the village. The birds fled far away, the leaves got swiftly stacked on the ground and news about what happened were to be found like whispers. *
She woke up just before 8.00 am, as usual, her hair all over the place, craving for a big portion of chips and ice-cream and maybe some cranberry juice, oh, dear God, this pregnancy was driving her mad… *
Her head stuck in the clouds looking for what has not been achieved; the feet firmly on the ground, in touch with reality.This was a bad way to begin a homely day. *
But where the hell was he? He said he was going to pick up the cot from Joe and come right back… *
She was increasingly afraid of what happened and therefore she needed to be listened and helped. *
Her belly was getting bigger by the day. And as her belly increased in size, so did her fears, her frustration, her agony! *
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