Author: Emiliano Mancilla
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“Hey Charles, you never told me anything about joining any band of any type. Besides, Where are we? What does that lady mean by talking about me still being alive?” “Well boy, you said that you wanted to be a musician, even an artist and wanted your ‘Californian vibes’, and being that I’m missing a…
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“Come on boy, you can’t be falling asleep just after your first drink” When I opened my eyes I noticed that I was at reception, and the computer and the locker were again changed for the shelves full of bottles, Pascual was cleaning some glasses and the pale skinny figure from the other night was…
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The alarm woke me up early in the morning as I had my first shift at 7:30. I could hear everyone moving, trying to ignore the non pleasant sound coming from my phone. I dressed quickly and went straight to reception, which to my surprise, had the computer and the lockers back. There I would…
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The morbid figure didn’t say a thing for a while, he was so skinny that his arms looked like winter branches, and the mix with the clothes he was wearing, which seemed to be made at least a century before than the ones I was using, made him resemble a tall baleful scarecrow. The tension…
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I have blurred, confusing memories of Sunday. The first thing I looked for when I opened my eyes was the pillow, which I had left on the side of my bed, expecting to find it full of this brown ochre color the blood gets when it dries, nevertheless, for my surprise I just found the…
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Voices. The voice of a child I would hear back when I was 6, every time I was trying to sleep when my parents weren’t home, surrounded my dreams. The exception was that the vibrations causing the cold electroshocks through my dorsal spine back then, just felt like a memory. I started feeling my ear…
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San Diego was surprisingly windy and cold, and I just had a thin jumper. It wasn’t clear if I needed a transport card and the night was coming. Fortunately I could pay with my debit card, and once I got in, I could notice the abrupt difference with Chicago. San Diego felt more colorful, it…
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I woke up with the surprise that the blood stain in my pillow, besides being bigger, was not only red but yellow too, and the pain in my jaw was the same as the days before. I started getting worried because if nothing was changing, it would mean that the pills were only working with…
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Next day, we went for breakfast in the morning to this place famous for its chicken and waffles. My Jaw was hurting like hell, and I forgot to say that I had been bleeding every night, my mornings would start with me noticing the blood stains in my pillow. After breakfast, we went to the…
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I was feeling wonderful, I was even feeling kind of pretty since it was the first day I felt I didn’t have my post-wisdom-teeth-hamster-face. I took some “stories for the gram”, showing my peaceful face in the middle of the ocean followed by a view of the buildings, and went back with Julia who didn’t…
Emiliano Mancilla 