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RE: STACH Short Story Contest #17: 199 words, 10SBD prize pool!

in #stach7 years ago

MY TWISTED FANTASY

Every day I think, about when I will stop thinking about him, and get away from that vice and that my twisted fantasy that I keep naming morning, afternoon and night ... many times at the end of the day I keep thinking, but I run sleep to forget about you ... Then at awakening I do not stop thinking about him, even though I want to avoid it always my mind thinks of enjoying it little by little, there my time is paralyzed and I just enjoy the moment, it has become I my vice, to twisted fantasy that does not leave me Even in dreams, whatever I do to avoid it, I'm always thirsty for it. There is no day that does not run to meet you, it is my darkest and my twisted fantasy, for which I wake up every day, I have no other choice and I run quickly step by step until you reach your meeting, its fragrance is unmatched, its Unimaginable flavor, and when I get to the kitchen, there is the waiting, rich, hot, divine, sweet, that's why every day I want to take my cup of coffee quickly.