Unmoulded Short story


“How many children are born but never been loved?” The voice vibrated in the room like an echo, the woman’s gaze was lost in the emptiness, her face e…
Mom´s call Micro story

Mom´s call

I pick up the phone and see my widowed mother was calling. I look at my husband and say, “miracle happens, my mom managed to call me today” while I sw…
Where are you? Micro story

Where are you?

I forgot to look you in the eyes when you were talking to me because I was busy with my child who right that moment had to show me a toy. I forgot to …
The mother Micro story

The mother

Absorbed by the multitude of messages, news, pictures, notifications, advertising, chats and the latest shopping website, she was unaware of the speed…
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