JIMENA DANIELA

Escribo. En español primero, después el resto. Aspiro a ser ilustradora algún día. Las cosas que no le pasan a otros, me pasan a mi. Todas juntas.

I saw the thunderstorm was getting closer. I may be stupid, but I’m not blind. I saw it. I felt it in the air. But I did not run. I did not go to any closer shelter. I just stayed standing there, right in the middle of it. Without a raincoat or an umbrella. Bare …

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Hearts are a complicated matter.Physiologically speaking, of course.But I’m talking about the non-tangible aspect of it.As it is said, the heart is the place where feelings reside. Or should reside. Or better said, should awake.Feelings are learnt behaviours, they stay in the mind until they are triggered by an external event.The way I see it, …

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I may have dreamt it. It’s said that the brain cannot actually distinguish between real and fake memories, it treats all as it is commanded. So, if you really believe something happened when in reality it didn’t, the brain will fully convince all of your consciousness that it did happen. That all those details are …

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Many people love me. Probably more than I think. Many people appreciate me; see me as some sort of good-hearted selfless human. People I met in the past; people I have not seen in a long time, people I used to have differences with, people who with I created great memories. But somehow… Somehow I’m …

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At least that’s the only way I have ever known.There is no magical spell or prayer strong enough; or miracle or surprise.When it hurts, it hurts.And no matter how hard you try not to feel the pain; no matter how much you knock yourself down with over-sleeping, over-eating, over-thinking… the torment won’t let you breathe.Each …

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Be quiet It’s ok Embrace yourself tight Allow your tears flow And your fears come Allow to feel nothing And to break, To lose control Don’t be scared to be fragile, my love You are one with your sorrow, yea that’s right Stay quiet It’s ok Silence brings healing Stay and wait, Stop and breathe …

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“It is happening” The Keeper of The Records opened his eyes and sat up. He walked towards the small table by the window and poured himself a glass of raspberry juice. With his gaze lost somewhere over the horizon, he slowly tasted the fruity flavour of his drink. “I wonder if the rest of the …

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