@mariaentela

It was Saturday morning when my phone rang and brought me back from the most beautiful dream ever. In my dream, my beloved was still in my arms and we were at our favourite spot at the beach waiting for the Sun to come up. After a while, I was faced with the most beautiful spectacle a human being can witness. The orange sunrise had already started. We always thought that the disparate glow as the sun appears over the sea, makes you feel so small but so lucky of your existence. The sunrise was so beautiful. We held each other close while thinking of the Sun as a little boy drawing with coloured pencils the big sky. Oh, how nostalgic! The Sun approaching timidly the sky, just like a shy boy confessing his love for the first time.

@otsouvalas

It was Saturday morning when I picked up my phone to call Maria. We had to go meet some friends and make some talks about steemit. There is no weekend if you want to be someone... I stand up and started to pack my papers and laptop, but suddenly... something was missing. My phone... Started to search for it in the house. Nothing. I couldn't find it anywhere. It was like someone came and took it. But... No.. It can't be. A strange shadow made its appearance coming closer to me. I was cold and my body couldn't move. Tried to scream but, nothing. Still nothing... The shadow reveals it's hand and came so close that you could feel this ugly smell... Till... I woke up. Nothing like that happened but only a bad dream. A bad dream which stopped by an angel.

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