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Alberto

By Hülya Uçar
In NANO & SHORT STORIES
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I stopped for a moment. I am very sorry, Alberto. I have never wanted to break your heart. I used to be in love with you. Now? I want to walk away. I lit up a cigar. It is easier not to think of you and past, now. Quite a few things, actually; we were in Milano, we were walking on wet pavements with the smell of renaissance with italian language at a rainy night. I can’t stop regretting myself, I had loved you long enough, I refuse to feel guilty, love is love, it had started in Milano and...

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The Lover In Love

By Hülya Uçar
In NANO & SHORT STORIES
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Sometimes I want you to think of me, sometimes I want to forget all about you… It’s not the thing I want to leave home… You are playing this game as an escapee… You are sitting with your brown hair as a blond one… You know nothing about English literature history but you read sonnets from Shakespeare, sometimes you are all in silence, but you tell me you were talking about me and my face, you want me to believe that you are a fast driver at night, but you always ask if there is a speed limit or...

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The Secret Letter

By Hülya Uçar
In NANO & SHORT STORIES
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Dear Martin, I am in a white tower tonight. A lonely big room. Nobody is able to hurt me at the moment. There is no ogre. Every room in the white tower is really kind to me. I can’t stand being on real streets anymore tonight. I discovered this secret tower while I was walking along the dark road. This is the night I’ve had blues again. I thought  it may be better for me to pass the night here safe. Far away from honks, loud voices, rush. I am available to live on my own tonight. There are...

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The Strange Love

By Hülya Uçar
In NANO & SHORT STORIES
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Sometimes I want you to think of me, sometimes I want to forget all about you… It’s not the thing I want to leave home… You are playing this game as an escapee… You are sitting with your brown hair as a blond one… You know nothing about English literature history but you read sonnets from Shakespeare, sometimes you are all in silence but you tell me you were talking about me and my face, you want me to believe that you are a fast driver at night but you always ask if there is a speed limit or...

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The Micro Love

By Hülya Uçar
In NANO & SHORT STORIES
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We had never talked again about it all that night. This was neither our choice nor fate. Is that all? About me? About you? About all our days and nights? We were next to the window. Looking to some cars passing through the street miles away, watching the different style shoes and steps walking further… I am the wrong one for you.” So am I!” Loving is not everything, we need much more than feelings. I tried to tell him slowly, he told me his story slowly, we lived really slowly that night…...

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The Lover’s Letters

By Hülya Uçar
In NANO & SHORT STORIES
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Dear Martin, with all my confusions, then; my fears, at last, my joylessness… I am here. I decided on staying here. The best thing to do at the moment is being motionless. I’m only drinking cups of coffee and sitting here and away. Don’t make any sentences cause I’m not listening to you and your advice right now. I’m thinking about all evil and kindness in my life. I wonder where you are now. What should I do now? To believe you or not… The strange is I’m coming back from all your long stories...

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Leaving Love Hurts

By Hülya Uçar
In NANO & SHORT STORIES
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The adventure ended. The best thing is to forget everything. A new winter, a new summer, a new evening… There was no dark-skinned stories nor very slowly old cars… You may pass under the old ladder, you may see the old black cat, you may also tell the old stories. I don’t care about you. Even you pass all the streets flying, even you call me at the top of the skyscrapers, even you overtake me from unwritten stories… I don’t care about you. Now, I’ve forgotten you as you want me to forget...

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The Letter

By Hülya Uçar
In NANO & SHORT STORIES
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Dear Martin, I am terribly mistaken. The longer the silence went on, I decided to keep my quietness more and more. Even years will go by, I won’t start to talk again. I have always found myself hoping you to come home back, I had believed you with all questions and farness before you were gone one night. Now? I have been addicted to your absence and forgotten love. I hardly hurt while we were in the same city borders, now I’ve been always hurting my face in the mirror for hours looking forward...

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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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Breaking Up Shuts Down The Woman

By Hülya Uçar
In FANTASTIC NEWS - HEADLINES
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Breaking Up Shuts Down The Woman –  32 years old woman suffered at midnight. There was a big pain in her heart as she had been left by her love. All the windows and curtains had to be closed so the woman could decide what to do, where to go or how to get rid of the messy in her mind. The woman says that ” I have never realised he had deceived me!” The lovelorn woman added her thoughts ” One morning I woke up and found out myself alone in bed, actually not completely alone, there was a note left...

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