Is It Legal To Have A Platypus As A Pet

Title: Real Illusions
Category: Angst - Original
Rating: PG-15
Warning: Mature Content *, * character death. Word
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Disclaimer: The story and characters are fictitious. Any resemblance to persons and / or events is purely coincidental. The story and characters are my own, any partial or complete reproduction is plagiarism (a crime!). Rights of authors to whom it may concern references to intellectual property of others.

time ago someone who was important to me told me that people sand classified into two types: those who realize that life is too short and live it as if it is an illusion, and those who live obsessed with appearances and confuse the living by what we want the others see them.

What ever told me was if he pertenecíaa one kind or another.

And at this point I do not know to which I belong ...

- II -

opened his eyes sluggishlyas if it demanded too much effort. The first thing he saw was the disaster that was the bed where he had been sleeping, rather the bed I had tried the night.

The rumpled sheets and a couple of pillows on the floor made it clear that only drove around trying to sleep, trying not to think about anything. But now the sun began to peek and call. The smell of freshly brewed coffee that came from the kitchen eventually completely snuff.

ignored the noise it made the phone a long time with its insistent little tune asking themute, the blonde.

-still do not know ... - answered the named as a little left of his inner world to return to reality "Maybe I'll catch up with that game play

, although I have no desire to play the part of the apartments .- grunted.

- What? "That game with the pyramid-headed monster? Do something more productive, did you see the sun out there? Let's go somewhere.

For its part, Aby, as he had called the girl, remained neutral, undeterred by the talk. Not that it iseople were not friends, not that did not care if they talked or not, but ...

- And you Aby? What plans you got? - Adrian asked escaping the protests of the blonde.

-Stay at home and try to sleep.

The rings were wearing clearly marked that the lack of sleep was assured. However, none of those present wanted to see her spend the day trying to sleep, locked in her room every hour.

-Being sad is like not being happy, it's ... hard to explain Aby ...

Without another word closed the breakfast, got up to the commitment to avoiding further explanation or have to endure the agonizing and, at that point, dreary platitudes of concern to the couple of their behavior.

The way back to prison four walls was short. When he entered he saw the same disaster that had left behind, took the sheets and stretched with force, taking them out completely, did a roll of cloth report and left lying on the ground .

The machine that just beforescans on the bedside table and began to play after being ignored was being answered. Rather, he only saw on the screen the name of the author of such a call confirming their suspicions and then let it ring and ring.

typical bells, the sound that came default with the call schedule filled the room. Now that the light was extinguished cell volvíaa darkness was subjected to usual place, the heavy black curtains prevented the sun show out there. It was like a jail of glass, almost invisible but if it broke I could get hurt, to create deep*

opened his eyes again. Still in place, not that by flashing the room was falling apart and instead appear next. He sighed wearily, frustrated take hours trying to sleep.

- What are you doing up at this hour?

"I had a nightmare," I can sleep with you?

His hand went to the bedside table, bedside table looking for the switch. Once the light showed up saw the clock to realize that it was virtually cithe pleading voice seemed to be getting sweeter every time.

-No .- said dry and cut.

would not tolerate a talk he did not want to keep, I was tired of always having to give explanations, to be accountable to others when she herself is the required. Sometimes people could be unbearable, especially when put in the plan are worried.

The off again, disconnect from the real world took him just that. Turn off the phone. Perhaps it should also include closing the curtain. And close the door of his room with llave.

But on second thought, it was never connected to the real world.

- ... but not yet live so reality will kill you. As I said the character in that book that you like, all is well, are illusions. Take life as an act of magic eternal and endless. More like a magic act ends when you wish. Take life with a bit of seriousness but not too much, not worth living for angustiarte.

Medical Records:

Name: April Arquinni Date of birth: April 4

Age: 20 years

Blood type:AB Rh negative Room: 13 B

Name: Adrian Saeguetti

Date of Birth: December 25 Age: 24 years blood type 0 Rh positive

Room: 5 D

Name: Priscilla Enmarcia Date of birth: January 8

Age: 19 years

Blood type: B Rh positive Room: 8 D

Name: Luna Mendoza

Date of birth: May 17 Age: 22 years Blood type: 0 Rh negative

Room: 32 A