Dagmar Goeschick
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Head UP!
The mirror showed a reflection that wasn't my own. My Face was full of blood and my head looked strange to me. It was a little bit crumbled and not in the center of my neck. My eyes were huge and somehow they looked like they were dead. No life could be seen in them, but I was still standing here, right in front of the mirror and looking at myself. So, what is going on right now?
By Dagmar Goeschick3 years ago in Horror
Francis
Every night at midnight, the purple clouds came out to dance with the blushing sky. Francis loved to see them, dancing and making funny smiles. She sat on her chair at the window every night, waiting for them. In her hands was a brand-new camera. She took a lot of photos every night, but only one would make it into her collection. The other ones she stored in a one TB USB stick. Her collection was quite big for a 12-year-old girl and very professional. Most girls her age were collecting boyfriends, but she sat quietly every night in her chair, waiting for the perfect cloud.
By Dagmar Goeschick3 years ago in Motivation
"if walls could talk"
"If walls could talk", all secrets would be known and granny would not survive the day, her life would have changed. It was a rainy and windy day on April 4th, 1941. Granny was living with her brothers and sisters and her parents in a small basement apartment in London / Soho . Their beautiful house in Broomfield was destroyed during a bomb attack 6 months ago. She remembered that day as if it was yesterday.
By Dagmar Goeschick3 years ago in Fiction
The Prompt
"To all passengers boarding the flight from New York to Sydney/Australia, please go to your gate F25. Your flight will begin boarding in 10 minutes". Oh my god, Sara was so excited about her trip, she couldn't believe that her dream became true. For five years she had saved every penny to be able to afford this trip. A trip where she wanted to afford every imaginable luxury, starting with the ticket for this flight: FIRST CLASS. There was the gate, everyone looked at the flight attendant. Sara knew that those who had booked first class were allowed to board first. This time she was one of them. She felt a little bit nervous because she saw two VIPs. She knew them from the TV, and now she was boarding with them together. 'Should I ask them for an autograph? No, that looks cheap', she thought. Maybe next time...?
By Dagmar Goeschick3 years ago in Fiction
Reset a Password
"Good morning my little baby". I smiled at the most beautiful face in my life, my little girls face. Her big green eyes looked at me with happiness. Her deep green eyes fascinated me every time I looked into them. Her little nose was so delicate and her pink lips so soft. To make the picture even better, her fire-red-curly-hair sparkled all over her face. She was just 5 years old of today and a pink birthday cake was already waiting for her. "Happy 5th birthday to you my darling, I wish you all the best". She put her arms around my neck and gave me a big hug and a big kiss. "Thank you mummy. Now I am a big girl", she said. "From now on I can walk home from kindergarten all by myself ". "Yes, you can" I said. I knew she was waiting for this big day for almost one year now.
By Dagmar Goeschick3 years ago in Criminal
