<center>**tenias que ser tu **
<center>***sipnosis***</center>
    yo soy camelia una común  por así decirlo pero escondo un secreto que no quiero que nadie sepa.
el derek un chico que piensa que con dinero compra la felicidad
**Narrador omnisciente**
  
pero algo ocurre que el chico mas guapo del instituto lo descubre que  
hará ella le cerrara la boca con sus caprichos de niño rico o le dará una leccion de vida o ***"amor"***
<center> **capitulo 1**

estoy saliendo de la agencia de modelo hoy me toco hacer una seccion de fotografía muy agotadora no me dio tiempo de cambiarme y tengo el disfraz que uso para esconder la verdadera identidad, lo hago 
 para pagar mi universidad es el trabajo que vi mas fácil que busque y escondo mi identidad porque no me gusta ser el centro de atencion. pero eso cambio cuando un dia despues de salir de esa dichosa seccion en medio de la calle  me empiezo a quitar la peluca y me tropiezo con derek  (no tragame tierra) porque de tantas personas tenia que ser el. justamente cuando me la estaba quitando.

no me lo creo camelia(la invisible) es freya, el mundo se acaba o que la top model mas bella es nada mas que menos que ella, porque esconde su identidad esto va ser interesante.

to be continued..... 
(espero que le  guste la pedasito de la historia)

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Original artwork by @crypt-skip

How did things go this wrong?  I imagined my leisure time after I retired to be filled with visits from my grandchildren.  I didn't expect my time to be dedicated to visiting their father in prison.  Ryan played basketball starting with YMCA league and through all 4 years of college.  He majored in criminal justice.  What an irony.  He joined the military and deployed to Iraq because his younger brother had joined and gotten deployed.  He came home safe and sound and started a family.  What happened?  A severe 3rd degree burn, leading to an addiction to pain killers.  The opioid crisis is real. 

The o’driscolls were the leaders an Irish immigrant gang who came to America in search of fortune! They moved from town to town robbing banks and all the while making a fortune! 

Having so much money was impossible to travel with so they decided to store it underground in various parts of the country side and some spots were never recovered

100 years later while digging up the garden to install a pool a young couple came across one of the hidden loot and told no one! They lived comfortably and happily ever after 

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yeah, i did some that were 69 words, i think that was another kinda pop mega short format

Here is my entry for the contest. Thanks for the challenge! @whatageek

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The shadows grew longer, as she walked along the beach road to the cottage, at the top of the hill. There was a chill that ran the length of her spine. The sound of silent but steady footsteps, could be heard following her,  closing the distance that had protected her, for a while.

She felt the thumping of her heartbeat, in her ears and sudden adrenaline, rushing through her veins. Never had she be followed, or stalked in her life. There was always a first time.

Breaking into a fast run, she abandoned herself to the wind and fled like a horse at full gallop, the wind in her nostrils, heading for home.
The faint glimmer of the sun disappeared over the horizon and the twinkling lights of her home, beckoned to her, through the trees.  

She was safe at last, grateful to be alive, and shivering, she quickly  bolted the door behind her.

Credit - My own art and blog.

There was a small gathering long ago, men that gathered regularly, but not in public, as they did not wish to promulgate their strategy to others.

These men were pleased with the work their ancestors had accomplished in terms of controlling the minds of men, but the consensus of those who gathered, determined that a new strategy must be devised. 

A strategy where the people who occupied the earth would forget their own talents and abilities. That they would learn to rely on methods provided to them by a highly organized and secretive group that would control the governing of all nations.

![Cataract_in_human_eye.png](https://cdn.steemitimages.com/DQmW96utP1vorco2XcthjUSiLqLP2iZbu5KeQL7JsRsZuEW/Cataract_in_human_eye.png)

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They say doctors are proud and arrogant but nobody wanna know what they had to pass through to become one. As a medical students the nurses and doctors abuse and tell you how useless you gonna be if u don't read more. We go to hospital by 8am to come back by 3pm only to go back to hospital for calls by 4pm till the next morning and the circle continues. During the calls we battle with a lot of things, the doctors, the mosquitos especially and sleep. Some of us sleep in a patients bed while some sleep sitting. What time do we have to read more.....
 ![image](https://img.esteem.ws/igkyieu9ka.jpg)

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## Wolf Child's Poem


The mist of the forest formed the thickness, a thousand voices in one just about to spill its madness.
My childish silhouette receives a flash of light from the sky, which makes my first tear spill.
I feel the hair grow behind my neck and my mouth are now jaws and my electric eyes like rubies trigger the supernatural instinct.
With my sharp senses and my sharp ears I could not contain it anymore. And I cried Wolf, the trapped souls became my howls; and wolf I wept without consolation and the voice of the wild preserved my infinite world.
https://i.imgur.com/LS2K9au.jpg
[source radio cz](http://www.radio.cz/de/rubrik/gesagt/wir-ueber-den-wolf-und-der-wolf-vor-der-tuer)

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Sometimes I feel that I hug my dreams whenever I see your eyes and read your silence, you are my lady like the moon light up at night and disappear until not

I hold you .. I kept as crazy in the middle of the spiral of the finest .. I wrestled my unit .. I know that like you will not be repeated twice .. I know that my feelings

It is not in my hands until I give it to you .. So you are not close or I can appreciate it .. I am lost to the limit, not stronger with him on the disclosure or concealment

There are things that remain locked in the past ... they remain so suspended without our permission ... No one is able to absorb them.

So you are reluctant to do so .. whenever you try to forget ..

How painful is the coincidence that comes without an appointment .. Put us between the two ..

The sun sneaks in the dark, leaving behind burning hearts from the waiting line.

He sat next to a room watching the waves of the dead sea collide with his reality as the beads of rain hit the ground, recall some of the details that were gathered together

A tear streamed from his eyes.

How complicated are the equations in which one party gets and the other disappears, even when days go by, it changes nothing in us except those feelings that we find

More solid than before, so we find ourselves after slapping the hands of fate .. And shelter us here where the wave of memories storm ..

And turned with a fleeting wind, he thought back, watching the passing love.

Inside the coffee shop, the meeting was warm and went beyond all words, and the eyes of the lovers sparkled as if shining star shining in the sky, all those who entered this place complain

Free separation, Hajar sat like a woman from Ward, her beauty was not superfluous, but was as simple as the simplicity of her heart ..

I sat this time is the first waiting for the knight of her dreams, who knocked her door like crazy, remained fluctuating in that decade on her wrist,

Busy .. Close her eyes from the back, a smile on her face ..

I removed his hand from her eyes and looked at him, and then I said, Ten minutes late, I apologize to you, Hajar, but you know how to be the way

This time, it's okay I'll wait for you the whole age ..

He sat on the chair, his face looked sad, I held his hand, what is your just, nothing .. Do not worry, Hajar: I know you well

Adel: What do I say to you? I received a call from my office. I was appointed as a representative in an international company and I have to migrate to another country

, Hajar withdrew her hands did not understand the matter ..

Adel: I can not leave you and I can not refuse, this is my only chance to highlight my potential work.
Hajar: So I decided to leave .. I apologize for you I promise I will see you every day from there you are part of me Hajar ..

She withdrew in silence leaving behind her heart collapses .. All the promises faded in a fleeting moment .. Disappeared, but lost ..

Hajar returned to her house removed her shoes from her leg and threw her body on the couch .. It was dark all over the place,

She kept remembering what happened in the cafe until the morning became clearer and clearer.

I got up and dragged her body, heavy with pain .. I found a message at the door bearing his name .. I will go to the airport today I will get the plane

I will meet with strange faces .. I will live alone away from you Hajar ..

She grabbed her hand firmly on the letter, as if she was holding her heart to her neck, a whole strip passed between her eyes and she was retrieving

The pain of her older sister is waiting for her boyfriend who never came back .. The days passed and the seasons followed and Adel returned ..

He did not find a home meant only Hajar .. knock the door times so cumbersome opening the door to touch her face

My eyes have filled with tears. A long time has passed and you are in front of me now.

He approached her, and if a man came to the door, he called out: "Who is this?" Just an old friend

Let me present it to you just: this is my husband .. Adel did not believe what he saw at that moment .. all his dreams have been lost ..

Carry himself and leave away ..

And when takes me nostalgia where I was and the memories bring me into a world full of

In detail, I can not find anyone else in the middle of this amount of dust that floats above my imagination and I return to comb the momentum of life.

Notice:
These scenes just an idea fell into my imagination for this body as I came in the imagination and did not reality reality.

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The shadow was dark and mischievous, she never left Anna alone, she did not break away from her even if she begged her. That shadow was really a mess, Anna loved the solitude and yet her shadow always followed her, she tried to unstitch it, to detach it but she could not get her away from her. Sometimes she try to hit shadow, she beat the fists against that intrusive shadow,
One day Anna decided to end it and to kill her shadow,she closed in the dark and said goodbye to the light, she no longer saw her shadow.

![winter-3006823_960_720.jpg](https://cdn.steemitimages.com/DQmYfBvtGjRFYWQstDxJgELASJiwCe2XkodGVkz7hjqok9C/winter-3006823_960_720.jpg)

Tittle : **hypocrisy**

I had a conversation with a friend somedays ago about hypocrisy, actually he was worried he is one.  

**Who is really an hypocrite?**

I don't have an answer to that apart from its normal definition 

>a person who acts in contradiction to his or her stated beliefs or feelings. 

My friend is battling with something and saw someone battling same thing  and advice the person against such not because he thinks he is perfect but because he knows it's wrong and he is working on it but he is still struggling but the other guy called him an hypocrite.

*What makes a person an hypocrite to you?*



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The hot wind gently shook the flowers. The weather had been dry and exceptionally warm for the past week.  We saw a lone bee buzzing around one sunflower. 

![sunbee (2).jpg](https://cdn.steemitimages.com/DQmXDPU7DZGjdUBFWqnvVyqBZsju1wqcpM8XVbRtMssVY1k/sunbee%20(2).jpg)

This was a surprise because we knew that bees and other pollinators were experiencing a major die off. A die-off that was so serious, people 

Shortages were already being noticed in stores, blueberries, almonds, and many other normal food items had risen in price and in danger of becoming luxury items.

This lone bee on a single flower sparked hope.  More would come.

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## THE TRUE ADVENTURE IS LIFE

The leaves speak of the tree, as the fruits, the bark and the root. the flowers of the garden reveal how pollinators transport pollen to perpetuate their species beyond the mountains. The drop that spills the tap down the pipe, then to the drain, evaporates, rushes with the rain and gets back into the sea. Likewise, the water indispensable for life increases the level of the oceans, which produce a Tsunami. There are constant changes to which we must adapt to be able to evolve as a species.
"**The Life**" is the Greatest Adventure that we carry out every day.
https://i.imgur.com/CY3YoN7.jpg[gananci.com](https://gananci.com/cambio-de-vida/)

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THE GALAXY STAR MADE BY ME😅![GALAXY STAR.png](https://cdn.steemitimages.com/DQmUvCJHqk3iMaRthcKqzBNXW6M9Ysv8Mt8E88r5u4BhkSs/GALAXY%20STAR.png)

I don’t know what’s more curious to watch, a steely feminist shaking the loose lint off her partner’s collar, or a velvety mimosa which is breathing the co-dependence of her other half and also paying the bill.

Two tables away from me, in a depressing food court where the American donuts are wrapped in pink, blue and vernal shades, and the lemon tarp is abusively crammed into disposable plates, both of the phenomena happen instantly, daringly avoiding each other . Hundreds of smaller bubbles are born from their lack of touch, generating social phenomena, models and phobias, avant-garde, emotional deficiencies, standards or multi-sophism.

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Original artwork by @sandrabazavan

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It was on that faithful day,  the very day which has been on the lips of everyone around her since 26th of July exactly 4months now when her engagement  to prince Michael took place. Having been woken up by the loud sound of music coupled with noise of preparation just to realize that it was still very early in the morning. 
Being carried away by the thought of sacrificing herself for her families freedom, she began to wonder how it got this far. Looking through the window she can tell how happy everyone looks. 
How she wished they knew the truth, how she wished they knew she has to do this or someone she love dies.

It lurks. It lurks in the true sense of the word. Its grey fur doesn’t glisten but its eyes gleam. Watching, strategizing. 
It arrived at my home without invitation, four years ago, announced only by the sound of cat food falling into a steel bowl. It refuses attention, no matter what sincere attempt anyone pursues. It gives a false sense of compassion by brushing against your leg, only to deceive those who dare to pet it. 
One night, no different from any other, it brushed against my unexpecting leg. That’s when it happened. The warm sensation running down my jeans. It finally made its move. The cat ruined my shoes. 
![WhatsApp Image 2018-11-19 at 19.16.20.jpeg](https://cdn.steemitimages.com/DQmPejDNLGHfBgHwJ4aTpNHqF1mk2TUd8uBmjz6dQJCZa14/WhatsApp%20Image%202018-11-19%20at%2019.16.20.jpeg)

## <center>Men Will be Men</center>

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I and my friends were sitting in a restaurant. A group of 3 boys had already been sitting in the restaurant, which was speaking loudly loudly. Due to their high voice, there were all the hassles in the restaurant. I and my friends sat on the table scarcity from those boys. There was a table gap between us and those boys. Although we were having trouble with his high voice, but we kept quiet.

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In a short while the restaurant was completely silent, it became absolutely peaceful. My friend and my friends were surprised that how so much peace has happened. Only then did we see that a very beautiful girl is coming in the restaurant. The girl did not seem to be working with an actress. Only then did we see that three boys of three of them are being seen alone on that girl's side. When he was coming in the restaurant, the sound of tucked was heard only with his sandal.

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The boys stared at that girl till she sat on her table. Only then did my friend notice that the three boys have started talking in a slow voice. Not only that, they were now talking in other language too.

![5bf2cb87c8f7a.png](https://cdn.steemitimages.com/DQmNxBcU8B8j9MCjyztE2c216cxaw9gKHjjCVLi7EXCkbZ1/5bf2cb87c8f7a.png) 

Then that girl got the phone call of someone and she went from there in 2 minutes, and after the girl went, these three boys started talking again in a loud voice. Do not ask me to see all this and laugh so much of my friend. Only then did we remember the song "Learn to walk in the path of love - Imperial Blue"

As soon as we came out of the restaurant, both of us laughed at all of these three boys, in reality, boys always remain boys.

![5bf2cc56294a1.png](https://cdn.steemitimages.com/DQmbfCDCycfnabeoAGTKyH9hCwHGcczfAsL1cCGQ4DiSwG5/5bf2cc56294a1.png)

**How do you like this funny and cool story, please tell us through the comments.**

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### A Boy's Strange Love Story - Sad Romantic Short Love Story

This story is special because there is something different in this story, something new. In this love story, there is an example of love in erasing the differences of poverty and wealth, which is very rare in today's world. I hope you like this "Love Story" If you like this "short love story" then definitely tell through the comment below.

### A Boy's Strange Love Story 

![5bf2794aeb1f2.png](https://cdn.steemitimages.com/DQmei22b75MzgwazorivvdnAzxLvK2qrHkce9z3mcqTeQM8/5bf2794aeb1f2.png)

There was a rich boy. He fell in love with a poor farmer girl. The girl was pretty intelligent as well. 

![5bf2799e9ab45.png](https://cdn.steemitimages.com/DQmRxbAsVoY24bh4xLCm9hYtsScrrMKLy3rqTyxP1sW3bjN/5bf2799e9ab45.png)

One day when the boy told the girl that he loves her and wants to marry her, then the girl refused to marry the boy after thinking about something. Because - she had a relationship with the poor family.


But after some time when the boy came to know about this, then he talked to the girl's parents and explained the girl. 

![5bf27a179d6a3.png](https://cdn.steemitimages.com/DQmX4yVkxVXnR7iWn7TVKT7n86UQ7rbrHCNCNzNvu15GzKM/5bf27a179d6a3.png)

After convincing enough to explain that girl and both of them got married.After marriage, the boy loved him a lot. 

![5bf279e5039b8.png](https://cdn.steemitimages.com/DQmWPV9fzp9SPLrTANwUqY1QKoAm6kA9FP5zee5cS4X6pja/5bf279e5039b8.png)

The couple's marriage was very good.

![5bf27fbb657fa.png](https://cdn.steemitimages.com/DQmX9MWqG24Xzh9sSxzz15fQw5dWGycXccJmbaq775GL47i/5bf27fbb657fa.png)

But after a few months the girl got skin diseases. Which led to her beauty. Now the girl began to fear that "because of her beauty, her husband would not let her go." The girl was making every effort to fix that skin disease.


 The time was passing and the beauty of the girl was gradually rolling down. One day the boy went from one city to another. 

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When the boy was coming back from there So he got an accident with a car on his way. During the accident, the eyes of the boy went away.

After some time, after this accident, his life began to return to normal and happy. The girl became weak and ugly day by day due to skin diseases. But due to her husband's blindness, her marriage was going well. Due to lack of sight, the boy continued to love her as before.

![5bf28108246cc.png](https://cdn.steemitimages.com/DQmPqRpc8A1kLHBit5jmAZp47cryQFvMLh3WXXVN3wFpZy4/5bf28108246cc.png)

After a few years, the girl died due to illness. After the wife's death, the boy became unhappy in the house, and he was about to leave the city. Only then his neighbor comforted him saying, 

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"Now you will be alone without your wife, he used to take care of you much, now how will your life be spent in darkness."

  Then the boy looked at his neighbor and breathed deeply and said, "I was never blind. But I used to pretend to be blind, thinking that my wife would not like it because of her illness and ugliness. That I do not love him. That's why! I remained blind for so long for my wife's happiness without saying anything. 
![5bf286c51a4c8.png](https://cdn.steemitimages.com/DQmbk88Yo93Z3KHXh615QNGBbgiK8geymhVU4JJiof1SC9d/5bf286c51a4c8.png)


" By hearing this, tears came out from the neighboring eyes and the boy got up from there and walked away ....!

![5bf27c58f2123.png](https://cdn.steemitimages.com/DQmSoRCZZWts3RpaAQay7woyrpKFBKhdunWeBuTmeJbokLM/5bf27c58f2123.png)

**Moral-** If you want to be happy throughout life, 
then look at the faults of people not only on their strengths. 
Your life will be easy.

So enjoyably amazed @whatageek for being a champ! Much obliged for bearing me the chance, to share my "drabble":)

**Title: Enjoy Your life**


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There was a bird that he was very tall, he would have been tickling around here. Sometimes this twig never sticks on that twig. But that bird was a habit that he used to accompany him with good or bad stones in a bundle and often took the stones out of the bundle and saw the good stones Looking back, He was happy to remember the good times in the past. It would be sad to see bad stones and do it every day. By collecting daily stones his bottle was becoming increasingly heavy day by day. After a few days, it began to trouble with flying bogies. But he could not understand why he could not rise.
Some time passed, and it was becoming heavy. Now it was also difficult to walk on the ground. 

![5bf23a17f33ca.png](https://cdn.steemitimages.com/DQmNUNjk2y2w1rHP1mYTdAWagT9jeLB8v9tuTXGxzte9nD3/5bf23a17f33ca.png)<center><sub>[Image Source: shutterstock](https://www.shutterstock.com/)</sub></center>

And one day it came that he could not arrange food for himself and died under the burden of his own stones.

**Moral Of the Story -**

Friends are with us when we keep the bottle of old bottles with us. Instead of enjoying the present, they are thinking of the past. 

![5bf23b1cf200f.png](https://cdn.steemitimages.com/DQmUhzLBE2ghtkCJ54vgtsWLB7tMdj79BCHgkZChzxo3pbZ/5bf23b1cf200f.png)<center><sub>[Image Source: shutterstock](https://www.shutterstock.com/)</sub></center>

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