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Insomnia - creative writing

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Introduction

Insomnia There seemed to be no place to escape the rush of the busy city. Tall, medieval buildings defined the heart of it and, paradoxically, it was there where people could enjoy an oasis of relaxation. The pub was situated on the first floor of the ancient block structure which took up most of the area of that boulevard. There were no signs or banners to indicate the presence of the pub. You'd have to enter on the left in a space which looked like all the other ones along the street, and go up circular stairs covered in thick dust and which were neglectfully decorated with drops of fresh concrete. ...read more.

Middle

A thick layer of smoke kept swinging from room to room and in the toilet. A tall, skinny child was dragging its drunken desperation out of it. Her bones protruded the worn out clothes and her mumbling words resounded as wolves' howls in the woods. "Sophie, where... where," I looked at the girl trying to figure out what her problem was. Her tiny eyes, hidden under huge saggy eyelids, hinted she must have drunk up the pub's depo room. I knew I would find her here, the little bitch. After looking around for a minute longer, she saw me. I was her Sophie. ...read more.

Conclusion

I named her Angela in the lustful blind hope that God had offered me an angel of a child. How ironic, I thought, as I turned to look at the person I still couldn't help but call my child. "Hey, chica!" a husky voice said. I muted. The moustached young man before me was a mere stranger. I stood up hastily, ran down the stairs in the dark and quickly lost myself in thoughts and the ever so busy city. I was being haunted and it was me who desperately needed all the help that I could get. The crowds of people surfed upon my head and I just wanted silence. But God knows that was the only thing I had been after since then. ...read more.

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