FAIRY TALES.

-Yes, we’re fairies. -
-Then, I can fly! -
-Sure! -
She jumped from the roof and tried flapping her arms.
Our mother was still asleep when I came back into the house.
She was pregnant.
I touched her belly and I swore that no one would steal her love from me again.

A DYING NIGHT.

I’m gonna die tonight. I do know it. That’s why I’m driving so fast. Tonight, nothing matters.
Someone is sitting on the back side of my car. I feel her freezing breath.
I can’t see her face. Nor I want to.
I just can see the brightness of her scythe.

FRIGHTENING ENEMY.

All my fears are perfectly reflected in my enemy’s eyes.
However, he seems to be so self-confident!
It is as if he knew how frightened I am.
His defiant freezing look is making me shudder.
I whisper an old prayer. Then, I close strongly my eyes to shoot and… Goaaaaal!!!

THE LAST PIROUETTE.

I wonder whether she’ll know I’ve been unfaithful to her.
I try to see on her a sign of resentment.
Nothing.
Maybe she doesn’t even suspect it.
I jump from my trapeze stretching my arms to get hers. Then, I comprehend why she had wanted to perform without net tonight.

A BAD DAY FOR LOVING.

-Tonight, leave me alone! – I shouted, pushing her.
-But, the moon is rising and I’d like to share this moment with you – she said holding my hand.
I tried to runaway from her but it was already too late.
The full moon was shinning and I had started to howl.

CONFUSING.

When he woke up he didn’t know where he was. There was an old woman laying beside him. Confused, he asked her who she was.
She, surprised, dialled a phone number, asked a question a waited for the answer.
Then, she started to cry.
She hadn’t heard about Alzheimer’s before.

TOO LATE TO APOLOGIZE.

- What the hell where you thinking when you did it?-
- I was just kidding but I’m pretty sorry now Mum.-
- Do you really believe that changing a patient’s diagnosis is a joke? For God’s sake! Grandpa came to the hospital suffering from appendicitis and now he has silicon titties!-

THE POWER OF DREAMS ( Tribute to the Beatles)
( Or how history could have changed if the prophecy that a soldier wrote in a letter to his girlfriend had been believed.)

Martha my dear, yesterday I dreamt I was back in the USSR to overrun Stalingrad but the weather started to get worse. Many soldiers died because of the freezing winter and we lost the battle.
I’ve got a feeling about it. It’s going to come true!
Tell it to the Führer. He must abort the ambush or it will be the end!

(Sentences in italics are Beatles’ songs tittles. If you discount them there are exactly 50 words.)

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