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Όπως όλοι γνωρίζουμε πολύ καλά, η γιορτή του Halloween είναι μία γιορτή , κατά τη διάρκεια της οποίας μεταμφιεζόμαστε σε μυθικά πλάσματα, σε φαντάσματα ή σε goblins και διηγούμαστε τρομακτικές ιστορίες στους φίλους ή στους συγγενείς μας. Όμως κάθε ιστορία για το Halloween είναι μία φανταστική, επινοημένη ιστορία. Εδώ όμως θα σας παρουσιάσουμε τρείς ιστορίες που είναι πραγματικές και έχουν όντως συμβεί την ημέρα του Halloween, κατά τη διάρκεια της πιο σκοτεινής και τρομακτικής ημέρας του χρόνου δηλαδή. Αντέχετε να τις διαβάσετε; 1) Ένα εννιάχρονο κορίτσι ντυμένο με μία στολή επηρεασμένη από τη γιορτή του Halloween, πυροβολήθηκε κατά λάθος από έναν συγγενή της, που νόμιζε πως ήταν κουνάβι . Το κορίτσι βρισκόταν έξω από το σπίτι της στην Pennsylvania, όταν συνέβη αυτό το τραγικό γεγονός. Οι αστυνομικοί ανέφεραν πως το κορίτσι ήταν ντυμένο με ένα μαύρο κοστούμι, ενώ στο κεφάλι του φορούσε ένα μαύρο καπέλο με άσπρη φούντα. Μάλλον αυτή η εμφάνιση αποπροσανατόλισε τον απρό...

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         My life is a lie       or maybe is a well hidden  truth.       I want something strange       to fill up my life  suddenly.       Maybe that could be an unconditional love       or just a little more  courage.              The dark night comes again.        I must find an answer.        But I do not know what I have to do.        To find the truth.                Every end is a new beginning.         They say.         But what happens when the end,         ends you?         What happens,     ...

My fairytale-like life in Wurzburg

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Hello Everyone,      I really love writing for this blog.  And that is of course one of the reasons that I constantely return to this place.I feel like this place is a "secret refuge" for me.  A safe place ,where I can express myself and my own inner thoughts , without being scared that someone is going to "bite" me, because of having a different opinion from his /her.       I live in Wurzburg since last month and I feel pretty excited about that. It is so great being on your own and learning to protect yourself from dangerous things or people. It is like a "sweet witch" giving you an "enigmatic key" ,which magically opens the "tall golden door", that shows you the road for a magic or a fantasy world. It is also like kissing a "tiny frog" that turns up to be a "lovely princess",that invites you to stay with her at the "Golden Palace". It is a really intense and deep feeling. It is freedom and ...

At the Gothic Church...

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         She was so desperate. Her whole life was being destroyed.The man, that she though that he loved her unconditionally ,categorically and flatly,had betrayed her. He had slept with another woman.        Not knowing where to go,her steps guided her inside the  mysterious and enigmatic Gothic Church of the village. She walked calmly to the center of the Church.       After a lengthy hour a preacher comes near by her.   "Why do you seem so sad and desperate,my dear?Maybe do you want to talk to someone?"  he whispered to her. "My lover had betrayed me. And I feel very sorry about it, because we were like soul mates. I believed that he was part of my heart and I was part of his.But it seems that i was a fool.I was daydreaming. He never really loved me. Because if he had,he would be loyal to me." said Elisabeth with one breath. Tears run suddenly out of her beautiful eyes....

Short story : An unfortunate love.....

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        She felt completely lost.She couldn't even hear clearly the rythme of her own heart.She was actually a mess.Her beautiful dark  gown was worn and her green eyes were full of unpleasant tears.Her heart was broken; for one more time.But that was the very last time.She has decided to break up with Phelipe;her angel and her demon.      As she went out of the house,at the grand terrace,he followed her back.      "I still love you!Really!I am one hundred percent sure that i love you.I can swear it  also,if you want it!Please ,do not leave." whispered Phelipe in a hurry.       "I know these ridiculous lies very well.This is not the first time for me to hear something like that!It is not the first time...Do you hear me?" shouted Elisabeth back at him.       "I reassure you that if you stay with me,if you give  me one last chance to try a...

A Poem about Truth......

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You could easily find me, Where the brave letherback sea turtle Meets the innocent goldfish. You could see my bare soul Through the breakable Omni leaner Mirrors. You could fully understand The depth of my love for you, By simply opening  The missed and forgotten Love letters. You can feel my Fear, By walking all alone At the dark side of the harmonious Moon. You can touch my Heart, And my Body, And my endless Fear, And my pure Love, And my breathless Breath. But you cannot touch Me.      I was thinking a long time ago what I could write down to this blog-my blog- and i always thought of a poem. A poem is really something magical and unique and overwhelming.I strongly believed that a poem is like a painting or a sketch.The only important difference is that when you write a poem,you actually paint your soul.This poem that i produce right now is a little bit of a sad,or pessimistic poem.I am not really at s...
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                                       " Lucky or talented? That is the question " It was long ago since I wrote something here , but I love writing and I will always-no matter what and under any kind of circumstances-return to it.It's like breathing for me.It's like painting a picture, not with colors,but with words.It's really fascinating.I believe that when you write down what your heart says you to write,you actually fly.You fly up high from the earth's ground and you reach the endless sky and the bright stars. I was thinking these days about luck and talent.Why some people,who do have real talent, sometimes they  do not reach their goals?This is kind of an unhappy event for me to see and i do not want to see it in everyday life.  I see people in my life who try the...