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Sunday, 7. September 2008, 21:10:04

i found this photo while i was surfing the web. :eyes: :eyes:

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Lisa

Sunday, 13. July 2008, 13:10:42

I'm very grateful to my dear friend Decaspecht for correcting my post's grammatical errors. He's a very nice and caring friend.
the reason for which I've joined this community is to improve my english and make good friends from all over the world.
every one who reads my blog, feel free to tell me my mistakes, I'll be very grateful :up:



It was a drizzly morning. I was getting into my car to drive to work when I noticed someone calling me from behind. I turned around and saw a girl who was coming towards me. she approached and asked:
'' could I bother you to take me to airport. my car doesn't start. I'll miss the plane if I don't be there in an hour''

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A terrible accident

Wednesday, 9. July 2008, 13:00:11

I've just woken up. it's close to dusk, the windows are open and a cool breeze blows in. a song of Queen is playing.
'Love of my life, you hurt me
you broken my heart, now you leave me . . . '
the song fills me with a sense of nostalgia. I'm aching all over, but I get up with difficulty and look for a cigarette. I find one in my jacket pocket and light it up. I take a long drag on it, but I feel dizzy and start coughing. Robert rushes in and sees the cigarette in my hand.
'what are you doing? why are you smoking? you haven't got well yet. you had a terrible accident last night. you don't remember?' he says.
Robert is my old friend, childhood friend. he's a painter and lives in countryside. he's the best one who can help me out whenever I encounter a difficulty. this time I really got him into trouble. I was too preoccupied while I was driving to his house last night. so my car smashed into a large tree and my forehead hit against the steering wheel hard. I don't remember anything more from the accident.


I put out the cigarette and move towards the window. I see my smashed car nearby.
'were you drunk last night?' he asks.
'can you belive it? all of it happend in a flash. last night Lisa left me forever.' I tell him in a choked voice.
'Lisa left you forever?!' he asks surprised and wants me to tell him the story.
(to be continued. . .)

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Black Short Story

Wednesday, 4. June 2008, 16:19:01

It was a cold december evening. Albert was stood beside his father's grave -who had died the day before from heart attack- thinking to the all sweet memories of his father and weeping bitter tears of sadness. sudenly a strange thing happened. there was a sound of knocking coming from the grave. he was astonished. he wiped off his tears and listened carefully. that was true. really there was a knocking sound coming from the grave. he was scared, but for a moment he felt a spark of hope. he looked around and saw an oldman digging a grave in the distant. he ran towards him hopefully. when he approached the old man he cried: ''please help, i think my dad is alive. there is a knocking sound coming from his grave. i'm sure he's alive and is asking for help.''
-''ok. calm down. i'll come with you to check it.'' uttered the old man. he put his shovel down and followed Albert towards the grave. when they approached there the old man bent forward and listened carefully. it seemed that somebody was knocking at the gravestone from below. it was strange but true.
''the grave must be dug up.'' said the oldman.
-''ok. and i'll go to the village to bring some people for help. i'll be back soon.'' said albert.
the graveyard was too far from village. there was about half an hour distance between the graveyard and village.
it took more than an hour that Albert came back with some guys. he ran towards the old man and asked him: ''what did you do?''
the old man answered: ''you were right. your father was alive. but dont worry yourself. he's really dead now.''

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