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CategoryNANO & SHORT STORIES

Very Short Story Of The Most Beautiful Eyes

By Hülya Uçar
In NANO & SHORT STORIES
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I ran off the rails. I lost my two very short stories. Trying to get home, I found a paper bag which a very secret note had been written to me on it. Was it really written for me or did I want to believe it ? Actually, even today I have had no real idea. Many years ago , my grandmother entered the contest of beauty and was choosen second beautiful lady in the black sea . After being chosen the second and the most beautiful lady with the longest hair , she flew to Paris to join one more contest...

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The Dream Of Being An Astronaut

By Hülya Uçar
In NANO & SHORT STORIES
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Magic Versus Real Life : I am irritated. This is a groundless going. You don’t want to pay for lining, you don’t want to pay for cloth but you wish you had a wonderful coat… What a diet , what a hamburger! What do you want to be, exactly? ”An astronaut !” If you become an astronaut , believe me that you will be very happy. A country will yell after you as a ” broke astronaut !”. Be familiar to the real life ! Don’t be strange for others! Odd or weird! Be a usual soul. If not, you are a loser...

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Have You Ever Been Told A Haunted Story?

By Hülya Uçar
In NANO & SHORT STORIES
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I really can’t think of anybody who hadn’t been told a haunted story years ago, I suppose there might be some people still believe in invisible existence and unknown ones who going around even in the drawers in our living rooms. The ghost maybe a temporary visitor, a long time guest or maybe addict to breath with you. There may be a hidden breath very silent which only some eyes can see them. The year was 7300 days ago, a ghost to be at home , placed an abondened inn among written but not sent...

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The Chess Game

By Hülya Uçar
In NANO & SHORT STORIES
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You have always been the blues song for me which is never to be told. You have had a classic white car which has abondened among plum trees behind long years. Loving you is a chess game. One king, one queen… No escape from capture. We will be lying in time as long as your classic car waiting to be on the road among the plum trees. Singing blues… I have no real courage to love and be loved as the game may be simply over. Up, down, to the sides, no more places to escape from being abondened…...

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Ashes

By Hülya Uçar
In NANO & SHORT STORIES
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I am in a board and plain land. I have no reason. I haven’t had any reason at all. I feel like being around a bedroom. Everything is lost. I have a middling soul, neither happy nor unhappy. Everything is on two sides, on the left, on the right, fairly nearby but… Everything has gone. All furniture which remained in two probable choices… When everything had been neat, suddenly it became confused enough for everyone… Mirrors, shoes, keys, cigarette boxes, lipsticks, ash, ash, ashes… A...

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White Lies

By Hülya Uçar
In NANO & SHORT STORIES
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I am walking around every nook and cranny in empty streets. It is two in the morning. Cats flying over the trash, drunk man from left to right as a very known crossword, ambulance siren to be deathless, few cars passing the life, a really silent song of dark blue with the odd but familiar asphalt scent… Am I afraid of the dark ? Maybe yes, maybe no… It drives me mad to always feel the same feelings that hurt me deeply with far away faces walking miles further… I slowed down the pavements, the...

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The Mania Of Living In Dreams

By Hülya Uçar
In NANO & SHORT STORIES
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Unlocked my things and left money. I had had nothing to do with the real world. It is very dusty to be here again in this dreamy room. I had been here years ago with small white hands and now I returned with my hands keeping timeless dreams in them. It had been raining years ago and surprisingly it has been still raining as years never passed in the same tone. The same cafe called “cafe of the life ” with same scent of coffee and rained steps of the regular customers with same faces which have...

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The Classic Car

By Hülya Uçar
In NANO & SHORT STORIES
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You will absolutely think me very old weird soul, no doubt, I am weird, five hundred years old soul, for living so many years. I must have had real good dreams, so long time with old lampshades, upon a light night, feeling a little bit timeless, though. I have never been well enough to make the life go on as it must be, usually living the mornings as a night owl, with dilemmas being far way early in life. Did I tell you I am addicted to classic cars? I am! Mostly, I feel like an old car which...

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The Impossible Love

By Hülya Uçar
In NANO & SHORT STORIES
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Knowing what I hadn’t done before you left the lands which we both breathed deeply, hurts me endlessly now. I clearly know that I really love you with my lungs breathing your secret in surviving realities. When at last I decided to walk to your apartment on 247th street, you had already gone to other heart-land. I haven’t told you how much and how long I have been loving your raspy voice singing country on highways, while I was whistling through the warm wind at late night. I had...

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The Secret face Of The Moon

By Hülya Uçar
In NANO & SHORT STORIES
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  There is no one in the town.The ones who came got back. The hotel has already been closed. The sadness of the summer end placed near the hotel ,easily. My suntan is a happy piece of caramel which hot weather gave me as a small award. My two eyes are in the right place but I couldn’t see Jacob. I am unaware of time if it passes quickly or not. My hair grew four centimeters. I cut it but nothing changed. My hair is growing up black now. The street lamp has been broken. The hotel is in...

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