Joaopauljones

You will never know when it becomes fictional or if it remains real. Rock N' Roll, road, friends, women, records, bands, escape, drinking, drugs, violence, death. This story serves as an outburst, of the past and the future, but I will not distinguish the present. Use your imagination. After all, it's just one life isn't it?

SeaVampire

Some loves go away, others appear but the songs and pain are eternal...

I was proposed by the Portuguese teacher to make a very small story based on a song. I chose the song "disintegration" by The Cure, an English band. I wrote two texts, both tragic and sad, like most songs by The Cure. one deals with death, the other with the separation of a couple.

Loleeta

Summer is a 17-year-old girl who moves to L.A. and by some twist of fate she finds herself next door to the most dangerous band in the world.

INeverToldLove

Again the voice. Robert didn't think twice and started walking along the path. He walked into the forest, distracted. Not realizing that he was walking upon a trail that was a mixture of clotted blood and dead leaves...

INeverToldLove

I was always considered by society to be the weird type of person. I've always been interested in death, cemeteries, blood and dead bodies. But I never imagined that I could fall in love with the latter. She came fresh from the grave and she was so cadaverous, her strong smell intoxicated me, but I loved her, I loved her more than the two of us. But my love wasn't enough and it all ends here, where this story begins.