Stojke13

Made dinner for two. Ate both.

Jedne neci, u sitne, sitne sate, u sred nedodjije,  primecena je osoba. Bio je to mladi ratnik. Vracao se kuci sa bojista „Mitraljeta“. Dve posekotine formirale su veliko iks na njegovim grudima. Osecao se tako dobro, a u istom trenutku tako lose. Bio je tako umoran, a opet spreman i zeljan akcije. Noc je bila sveza, tako lepa za razmisljanje. Hiljadu misli mu se motalo po glavi. „Pazi levo“, viknuo je. „Cuvaj ledja“, dobacio mu je prijatelj. Sve je stizao. Pokrivao je i sebe, i verne prijatelje... Oni su mu bili sve. Godinama su zajedno. Imali su nesto zajednicko. Svaku mrvu hleba, svaku kap znoja, svaku bolnu suzu, svaki gutljaj alkohola...

Original version in Serbian:Uhvatio sam je za ruku i odveo od njenog standardnog drustva. "Sta hoces?" upitala je ljutito. "Imam jednu pricu za tebe, svidece ti se." Nije se opirala, pa sam poceo:Juce ga je zvala dobra drugarica. "Hej, imam nesto dobro, hocu da podelim sa tobom." Nije ni pitala da li je zauzet. Znala je da joj ne moze reci ne. Par minuta kasnije presla je prkeo njegovog praga sa velikom kutijom u rukama, i osmehom od uva do uva. Pa nije ni ona naivna, to sto je drzala u ruci je stvarno dobro. Seli su u fotelje i poceli pricu. Drzala se dobro, zavrsavala je medicinu, ostavila decka koji je nije voleo i odlucila da ce da ide...

War. An unavoidable consequence of human's incapability for a peaceful solution. Throughout  history, many battles were fought and many lives were lost. Was it worth it? Hardly. Nobody wants it and nobody likes it. But it still exists.My war started three years ago, when my little twin brother Raphael died. They said it was an accident, that the heating system exploded, but I believe otherwise: he was murdered. My family was at war with local thug gang, because we refused the money to stay silent about their sins. I guess it wasn't a smart move. It was obvious that they would eventually strike back. But why Raphael? He didn't sell them, he...

Magic world"Phew!", he exclaims, as we cross the checkpoint line. "That's five laps! We're finally done with today's exercises.""Are you sure?" I complain. "It's such a nice day, let's go for another one..."I could feel Alex stopping behind me and giving me THAT kind of look. "Are you crazy!? No way!"I easily spin on my left leg to face him: the figure in front of me is a tall, muscular man. It would be hard for me to guess his age, if he wasn't my best friend. I'd say he is at least ten years older than he actually is. Why? Well, even though he is nineteen, he works with his dad full time, dealing with all the paperwork and contracts. A...

Sasha Parker, a model for a local magazine, earned that title with reason. She had sky blue eyes, which made almost perfect combination with her natural blonde hair. She had thick lips, with a slight touch of Ferrari red lipstick. She wore a yellow dress, with great decolletage.Shortly, it was her habit to look good, but most of all, it was her job.

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Dear history,sorry.I love science.