THE PAPER BOAT
On a hot August afternoon Carlos awoke from a dream that involuntary certainly had dragged the nightmares tormented him night above.
Every time I tried to sleep during the night, he felt his body was absorbed by a strange force, lost control over himself and the efforts to get rid of these unpleasant sensations left him exhausted, panting, sweating to completely soak the sheets and her hands trembled without knowing grip.
This was the case again and again.
Despair made him get out of bed and go to the kitchen almost without knowing where his steps led him. On the light and saw her hands red, sweat-soaked pajamas and involuntarily his gaze to the ground. Seeing her bare feet felt a strange chill seized her whole being and fear made him fall to the ground round definitely losing control.
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