Fuoco Marche Calore

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I jump from my bed and walk to the window frame, I see nothing but trees, I glance away and stare at my reflection, my skin appears sweaty in the moonlight, a fresh cut on my left eye remains pink and my bruise's are more purple now.  My hair curls over my eyebrow, I blow a puff of air out of my mouth while pushing my black hair out of the way to see more clear, "Dam I need a hair cut" I say under my breath. My mother would tell me off for keeping it this long.

I lay my right arm against the edge of the window and glance away to see the time on my alarm clock that stays on the left bed head side table, its only ten o'clock and I haven't fallen asleep yet. Its like someone is watching me since I've come back, Its not that I know, I just feel it and I cant handle not knowing what or who it is but maybe I'm just tired and my brain is playing games on me like how I did with Moe and all the soldiers when we would play cards games. 


Back on my bed I lay on, open eyes remain, I watch the fan on the ceiling sway slow and starts to fade away.

*** Writers Words****

Edited#2022

Hey everyone, I hope your enjoying what I have written, I'm sorry once again about the short chapters but the next one will not be as short at the last few ones. I hope the Translation helps you guys out with understanding the story. In my next few chapters there will be more comedy and I will add more characters in the story. I haven't worked them out yet but I have some idea's but if you would like to put in some of your own you can, If so I will put your name in my book for the knowledge of your good idea's if chosen and if your name isn't in my book yet, don't be sad because they will be more great things coming your way in this book for you that I'm writing.

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