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The Narcist OUCH!
They trust Oghan so they trust his little friends either , Aby and Lev who insisted to come with him to the site that day .It's the luxury now to have trust in getting along with strangers but the second day working there made them nomore felt stranger about each other."Ouch!" Lev shouted loudly. He was surprised when Oghan invited him to play by throwing him a big and very round ball made of paper. The child only sees the size. He does not understand and can't distinguish the material of the ball which one is from paper, plastic or rubber.Lev ran as he scared to Aby and asked to be carried while Aby was moving some boxes of nails and some other boxes of other small building tools.Aby told him to wait and put all the materials that scattered around the barn in one big iron container."Come here...Lev..look ..uncle Oghan only offer you to play ..it's light paper ball .Seeeee...?? " He said while pointed some plants. "Look..it sunflowers it's shape really like the Sun... i
The Narcist Indigo Child
"I just blocked you as l don't like your last message. You can talk to me again or not. It does not mean much to me."Latina messaged her pal from the social media. She knew him since a week or two but they had quarrel. Easy come easy go.She put on her headset to forget the unpleasant friendship. Before she could fall asleep with the music on the headset ,she put the headset off .She faintly heard someone telling a story..Maybe dad to Lev or Aby ...she wasn't sure as she started to shut her eyes..*Staggering and having a tremendous headache, the Middle Eastern history scholar finally fell. His body was prone on the gravelly ground around the farmyard belonging to a family of coal miners.His hands tightly gripped a thin piece of wood with an ancient inscription that would later be investigated, meaning this, "Time bomb. Watch out for the next three days. It's in the late afternoon. As far as the eye could see, the land was quite large and neither too dry nor too bald. There were
The Narcist Bruxane
"Right...they take people from their place to other place city to overseas, to keep on moving ""Transportation is the best feature to define how we want to do something better and it's relevant to the possession needs"."In each time some discoveries made ones bright of having lively ideas to shake the world and make it a better place to stay""Better place for each era might be different from one to others."." Our Grandparents knew trains and ships as the fastest way to go something.Now...and it's alright for them.They did not any faster way than that that time "." Less than 24 hours trips now to go overseas by flight nowadays equal to a month or more at their times"." You did lots of trips in the past l am sure , Lafthan "." Yes ,Aby .I did it some by ships , other by flights" . " What states you had ever been to ?"" Many , Aby ..eh . little Lev sleeps?""Yeah .,since an hour ago l guess". "Do you want to learn how to drive ,my boy ?".Aby looked at him ,anguished by
The Narcist Labida
Beautiful flowers from the house yard were picked by Labida and she arranged them in used jug before putting it on the old wooden table.She thought of the life trial she and her family were facing which was sometimes unbearable. Flowers and planting them made her days. She didn't like cooking instead she spent hours each day to do the gardening . People praised her of being so painstakingly care for her garden .Not a day passed by without breathing hard and praying in cry.Was it meant power inside in flaming ? At times she daydream of the coming some unexpected surprises ,say her daughter was proposed by a respectable rich guy or something like that.Who would be the surety of her life ahead .Believing in his husband who once said that she loved Latina more than she loving him .?She could not rely on her husband . People said that his affection to her was unconditional.That's maybe true .She had no freedom to have her own choice when she was young .She had fear of her fa
The Narcist Labida
Beautiful flowers from the house yard were picked by Labida and she arranged them in used jug before putting it on the old wooden table.She thought of the life trial she and her family were facing which was sometimes unbearable. Flowers and planting them made her days. She didn't like cooking instead she spent hours each day to do the gardening . People praised her of being so painstakingly care for her garden .Not a day passed by without breathing hard and praying in cry.Was it meant power inside in flaming ? At times she daydream of the coming some unexpected surprises ,say her daughter was proposed by a respectable rich guy or something like that.Who would be the surety of her life ahead .Believing in his husband who once said that she loved Latina more than she loving him .?She could not rely on her husband . People said that his affection to her was unconditional.That's maybe true .She had no freedom to have her own choice when she was young .She had fear of her fa
The Narcist Welding
Aby exhaled a long heavy sigh seeing Oghan and a few other workers doing the welding .It's a lot of noise and each time it happened everyone put their hands on the ears to reduce the hearing disturbance. "Hey ,boy ,get me some more nails.. axe..ladder ..and more pail of cement.."" Bring more water..get that bricks...more sands..that wire..get me that .." Aby still learning about everything to be done .He had to watch a lot and listening to the elders then helped them painstakingly.That needed patience and perseverance.How can ones pick an option.?Ones belong to community that was the fact that made life going .In the dark early morning with the yellowish brightness after that ,new energy encouraging ones to keep on learning and doing everything.Shuffling the work in its illuminating shine of hopes to get going no matter what.Enthusiastically he watch all of them to work on everything to make him knowing how to the do the job.Nomore tumult or turmoil they hoped,but it'
The Narcist Labida
Beautiful flowers from the house yard were picked by Labida and she arranged them in used jug before putting it on the old wooden table.She thought of the life trial she and her family were facing which was sometimes unbearable. Flowers and planting them made her days. She didn't like cooking instead she spent hours each day to do the gardening . People praised her of being so painstakingly care for her garden .Not a day passed by without breathing hard and praying in cry.Was it meant power inside in flaming ? At times she daydream of the coming some unexpected surprises ,say her daughter was proposed by a respectable rich guy or something like that.Who would be the surety of her life ahead .Believing in his husband who once said that she loved Latina more than she loving him .?She could not rely on her husband . People said that his affection to her was unconditional.That's maybe true .She had no freedom to have her own choice when she was young .She had fear of her fa
The Narcist The City Street
Normally city streets are clean after being swept by the city cleaners who are paid by the public works department in orange uniforms. But Yes, it was clean for a while but not less than an hour later , plastic waste and dry leaves started to fill the streets again.Plastic cans and drink bottles, snacks for children and old newspapers littering the street scenery again. There was a rich old man who knew that Aby was working part time as a construction worker, so he called him and offered to work cleaning the roads around the front of the complex road that leads to his house and the huge yard around his resident.Even without being paid Aby will help the old man.But surely the old man will pay him .He was fixing his glasses when he began reading the newspapers. He was sitting in the verandah with a glass of juice and fruit in such nice cuts on a plate .What a huge house and yard .It will be enough to make twenty houses with the similar size yards for each .Needing time to walk f