I cover the naked bodies which aren't virgin anymore. Marked forever with any known feelings like love or hate, remorse or pain, anguish or anger. Bodies which are bared with the vulnerability of its marker. I take them to its new owner as a surprise or waiting. Sometimes the owner kiss it to show there acceptance. Or Sometimes they just tear them into pieces and reject them. And I m left in the corner nor able to protect it or even hide it. Because I am just an empty envelope.
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THE LEFTOVER SPELL
FantasíaBrief description of my short stories... Story 1) The Leftover Spell- A girl gets a wand which brings leftover things, she uses it for everything but not everything is leftover. She learns the value of hard work, knowledge, will, determination and s...
