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It appears to be true, your life really does pass before your eyes as you are near Death's door, I am hopeful that the ripper doesn't answer, as I am not feeling ready to go, this may sound completely crazy, totally selfish perhaps to some seen as lame, but I really want to know if I at least won that race, especially if it's my last.Rubbing is racing, it's just a part of the sport, we were side by side, no holding back, to Indy cars at full speed to that finish line, that crowd was cheering loud as we were in sight of the checkered flag, couldn't have been more then a car length away.Not sure what happened, how did we wreck? Saw that flag then spinning and flipping, headache, ears ringing and blackout, some how sure we crashed together across that finish line but who? Who finished first? Feels like this is a finish for the history books, almost a legacy but who remembers the second place finish, would I only be remembered that I died?That was my dream race to w

Friday- July 22, 2019 19:30 Laura OyelowoThe strong smell of fried turkey with spice wafting the air of the house made my mouth water and anticipate on how best to eat the meal and shred the delicious turkey into pieces. I move side to side in excitement as the four residential maids walk in with gold ceramic bowls fit for royalty that contained my best food. Jollof Spaghetti. I was so ready to dive in without saying prayers for the hunger in me could no longer be controlled. But then, I pause after realizing everyone else on the table was glaring at each other. Not everyone. My father and older brother. I was so hungry that i spaced out for thirty minutes, thinking about food and missed the thrilling drama of the heated argument going on.Olumide Oyelowo’s egregious stare was something we were all used to. Like when a business deal had gone bad,

Martín los observó, frunció el ceño y creyó entender lo que sucedía, pues Amarantha, durante varios meses atrás había insistido en que terminara la sociedad con Marino —No me digas que tú también vas a empezar con lo mismo, ambos saben que desde que me vine  a Nápoles, lejos de mi familia, ustedes son lo más importante. Nada me gustaría más que ambos se llevaran bien, ¡Por favor! Háganlo por el amor que ambos dicen sentir por mí—pronunció tomando a cada uno de un brazo e instándolos a darse la mano y abrazarse. Simularon hacerlo a regañadientes, se dieron un profundo abrazo mientras Martín se retiraba al extremo de la habitación, Marino le susurró a la chica al oído —Voy a contarle la verdad, no se merece lo que le estamos haciendo, me siento miserable. 

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Elle doit avoir mieux à faire et comme la tombe sera toujours là l’an prochain…L’instant d’après, elle se brûlait la langue sur son breuvage. Certainement une a punition divine pour avoir présumé en mal des intentions de sa jumelle. C’était plus fort qu’elle en ce moment. Novembre lui mettait les nerfs à vif, c’était une plaie qui ne cicatrisait pas, malgré les années.— Pourquoi tu lui en veux autant ? osa demander Finngall en évitant a soigneusement son regard.— Je ne… pour rien, trancha-t-elle après avoir failli s’emporter.Elle avait la sensation qu’il ne a comprendrait pas. Pour cela, il faudrait avoir vécu ce qu’elle avait vécu. Isobel poussa un profond soupir puis ferma les paupières. Tout en soufflant sur le contenu brûlant de son mug, elle se concentrait. En y prêtant attention, son ami pourrait voir vibrer ses orbes oculaires a sous la peau fine et blanche qui les recouvrait. L’atmosphère se fit magnétique, au point de donner la chair de poule à l’étudiant en théol