A stupid tale inspired by a chance encounter I had with the only ex I ever loved. From both points of view. Purely fictional, purely wishful thinking, purely stupid. To make things more difficult for me, I started in the middle, because it's the strongest part (for me)

I've been to many places by the sea. To which would I like to return someday?

Ebenezer Scrooge, a miserly, cold-hearted creditor, continues his stingy, greedy ways on Christmas Eve. He rejects a Christmas dinner invitation, and all the good tidings of the holiday, from his jolly nephew, Fred; he yells at charity workers; and he overworks his employee, Bob Cratchit. At night, Scrooge's former partner Jacob Marley, dead for seven years, visits him in the form of a ghost. Marley's spirit has been wandering since he died as punishment for being consumed with business and not with people while alive. He has come to warn Scrooge and perhaps save him from the same fate. He tells him Three Spirits will come to him over the next three nights.

We all shape the world with our choices... Life's path is determined by them... And we all have to accept the consequences of the things we regret. Dwelling on the past can be our downfall and rising anew above the world is the scariest and toughest road we will ever walk...

A collection of flash fiction stories in the genres of horror, thriller and fantasy.

A young girl struggling with a mental disorder and an unfair destiny. After witnessing the gruesome and mysterious loss of her parents, found dismembered at their home, Fran rushes into the woods, together with her only friend, Mr. Midnight, a black cat that Fran had previously received as a present from her parents. In the forest, Fran goes into shock over the loss of her parents and when she recovers, she's at Oswald Asylum, an oppressive mental institution for children, and Mr. Midnight is nowhere to be found. After having a dream about her beloved cat, Fran decides to escape from the mental institution to find him and go back home to Aunt Grace, her only living relative.

My heart has endured far too much for one lifetime. It is considered dead by the world... But I know that someone , somewhere will see that it is only sleeping...

Το διαμέρισμα του 5ου, γράφτηκε στα πλαίσια του Project "TO ΔΙΑΜΕΡΙΣΜΑ" PROJECT ΕΛΕΥΘΕΡΗΣ ΛΟΓΟΤΕΧΝΙΑΣ". Ένα διαμέρισμα, μία πολυκατοικία. Ένας κόσμος που κρίνει εύκολα. Αν δεν δεις κάτι με τα μάτια σου, αν δεν γνωρίσεις έναν άνθρωπο, θα αρκεστείς στις φήμες;

How do we live our lives under the sun...