Short Story / Travel
Short Story / Thrillers
Born in 1981, in a little town more West than East and certainly more North than South, Sasha Lux enjoyed a secluded and peaceful childhood. “War” was never more than a battle over the last cookie in the jar with her older brother, “loss” was never more than a small cloud drifting in front of the sun and the only “sadness” in her live was felt when another splendid day came to an end and she felt the exhaustion and inability to continue the fun and games. A truly peaceful and dreamlike childhood.
And now, life is even better. Every day the sun shines and every day laughs are laughed, hugs are hugged and smiles are smiled.
Which is why it is all the more strange that she writes such horrid stories.
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