The bell rung. The round girl walks flirtatiously while holding the big card with the number twelve on it. It was a good fight. We were almost on equal terms. Almost. I know I'm losing on both points and damaged received. This guy's defense is as tough as a turtle. I need to do something … Continue reading Grit


Bang! Bang!   "Stop! You'll break the door!" I shouted on top of my lungs. The thin and fragile baby crying on my arms. "Hush hush, son. It's okay. Mommy will not give you to them," I told him with a soft and sweet voice. "Open the door, Maria!" shouted my husband. "No! You won't … Continue reading Poison!