Memoirs of Dreamers



To Sweden, Bar love Part 4

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April 2nd 2014  |  0  |  Category: Other  |  Author: Daryl  |  588 views

The sun’s first light crept in slowly like a lover. It illuminated the scene in a hazy glow. I looked around and couldn’t believe she was still there. She was snoring gently on my chest, her head rising and falling in time with my breathing. Her hair a tangled beautiful mess, and her warm body next to mine was the best thing I’d felt in an age. Well, since last night, I thought wryly. Trying not to disturb her too much, I slid her off me and got up off …

 

Farewell

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March 29th 2014  |  3  |  Category: Comedy , Drama , Other  |  Author:  |  2644 views

Farewell The alarm bell of the railroad crossing near the station sounded incessantly at the shopping street. It was only the beginning of the days when she started living there that Tohko felt it was noisy. She felt like that the sound of this alarm bell was the only evidence that she was at this shopping street. “Because I am living in such an uncertain world now, I felt so in particular.” She told so to herself. However, recently she came to think that it was a far-off sound as …

 

Wee Man From Green Isle

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March 19th 2014  |  0  |  Category: Bedtime , Fiction  |  Author: geedda  |  1020 views

Wee Man From Green Isle Leprechauns, the wee folks, are thought to be a legend, a myth, and until two days ago, I would have agreed. It was a blustery, cold day in March on the eastern shore of the Atlantic, on the coast of Maine where I maintain a summer home; March through September. I was washing the windows of my modest home. As I stood atop the six-foot step ladder, I could see Munson Cove below the cliff on which my home was built. The gulls were soaring …

 

The Dream

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March 12th 2014  |  0  |  Category: True Stories  |  Author: Janice  |  512 views

Chills ran down her body as the ends of her hair touched her cheek. Her eyes were closed but she could sense the looming figure overhead. Curled in a fetal position, the intense gaze from her pair of eyes seemed to linger upon her back and on top of her. Between the worlds of wakefulness and slumber she hung, but neither could give her the relief she prayed for. In the corner there lay her friend, someone not particularly significant, just one that she meets often, sleeping soundly and unaware. …

 

THE WALL

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March 11th 2014  |  0  |  Category: Adventure , Drama , Fiction , Horror , Moral , Suspense , Thriller , Tragedy  |  Author: David Isidoro  |  1114 views

The WALL By David Isidoro The circular glass view ports, inches in front of eyes, keep fogging. Only problem is that I can’t just remove my mask with no greenery around me. I can’t help but breath hard, I haven’t stopped running across this barren intersection since we left our camp. Around me are the burned out shells of mankind’s creation of luxury automobiles. Now, they just seem to be evidence of the World’s down fall. The distant rumbling behind me could be either another common thunder storm or an …

 

My Death Row Boredom

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February 19th 2014  |  0  |  Category: Suspense  |  Author: Christopher  |  732 views

The daily routine in death row can be mind numbingly repetitive. Lights on, breakfast, lunch, exercise, dinner, lights off, and repeat. Day after day, over and over. Most of the time I find myself day dreaming or lost in the memories of my past. Without the mental escapes the monotony of existing here would drive a man insane. I do not claim to be a sane man or even a good one. Today I find myself on the outside looking in. It was a muggy summer night in Detroit and …

 

Is This Seat Taken?

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February 13th 2014  |  0  |  Category: True Stories  |  Author: mikedomino  |  708 views

The little neighborhood park I usually go to was fenced off for renovations one day, so, with coffee and morning paper in hand, I decided to sit on the steps of a random pre-war, rent-controlled walk-up apartment building on East 32nd between Second and Third. This place is what would have been referred to as a tenement back in the 19th century. The city was very quiet since it was the Friday before Labor Day, so I sipped coffee and read the paper on the stoop. Even on the quietest …

 

The perfect thief

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February 12th 2014  |  0  |  Category: Other , Satire , Tragedy  |  Author: Gaurav  |  1262 views

“Do you have any idea how to write a fantasy ?”, she asked . ” Do you expect a criminal psychologist to write a fantasy story ? Why can’t you figure it out yourself . And by the way, I had already warned you to apply for Law or Psychology, not everyone understands Literature .” ” Dad, enough of it, I thought you could help me , but its fine ,forget it. “”Actually I do remember a real life fantasy , but I am not very sure whether this will …