Students'+Mini+Stories+2011

A HARD LOVE’S NIGHT (OF MUSIC) Nobody else was at home. I had carefully set all details to create the magic of the moment. After dinner, the atmosphere became suitable with a couple of glances. At last, I couldn’t resist her glossy curves and I held her precious body in my arms. Everything flowed as it never did before. My fingers moved with unusual grace and harmony, so she thanked it by moaning the most sensitive sounds when I caressed the smooth skin of her neck and navel. We both were stirred by the rhythm and kept tuned without fatigue through the night in a lovely dance. In the end, exhausted, satisfied, I turned the amp off and put my guitar down. I crawled into bed and fell asleep full of music in my head.

Guillermo de Juan (I2)

__**Never again**__

“No more mini sagas”. She kept repeating to herself. “I won’t write another mini saga”. “It’s been enough”.” I want to be a famous novel writer”. Absently, she started to count how many words she was writing. What a surprise - 50 words exactly!  “You know, you can’t say never again, really”.

Homeira (I2)

 __**THE LORD OF THE RINGS**__

I wish the Ring had never come to me.  I wish none of this had happened. There were markings on the Ring written in some form of ELFISH symbol. I wish I could read it. He answered me:  There are few who can.  The language is that of MORDOR. Which I will not utter here. And I can still hear his voice today. “THIS IS THE ONE RING”. Now I am sitting here looking at the Ring. I wish I had noticed the real value of the Ring before. It’s too late now. At last, I managed to decipher these markings, because I’m wearing my glasses- that is definitely clear. “MADE IN CHINA”. It’s the same ring that the seller of the rings had been selling throughout the neighbourhood. I wish we had known in time that the rings were worth nothing. I wish I hadn’t paid so much for it. Homeira (I2)