Armando the Chameleon
Preface
This story doesn’t have a certain end or
many details in the plot because it is interesting to get people to make up
issues and to imagine an end.
Many people disagrees with the ending of
many stories, this one doesn’t have one, giving the reader the freedom of
imagining his own stories and endings.
As a reader, I have always preferred to
read things out of the common, stories that I have never heard of, and books
that awaken my imagination. Therefore I’m going to give my self the freedom of
experimenting. I wrote a write a story of my own life. I used fictional
characters to give the story an impersonal sense.
Are you ready to become a chameleon?
Armando had a very long and sticky tong, which
he used to catch his pray. His favorite food was Fried moths and some times butterflies.
He hated cockroaches, specially the boiled ones. Armando used to party as well,
according to the story every weekend he used to hang out with his chameleon
mates.
One day Armando moved to a smaller jungle
full of life and entertainment. He went in the hunt for new and exotic foods. He
met very strange new friends. He loved it; it was different to what he had ever
seen in his life.
One day Armando was hanging onto the main
tree as he used to do every day after school. It was then when Armando saw it
for the first time. It was Maria Josefina, The most beautiful female chameleon
he had ever seen.
Just after he saw it he said “hi, I am
Armando and I want you to live with me forever”, that day they had the most
amazing conversation of their lives. Josefina then said well I accept Armando;
I will live with you forever. It was then when the most dramatic relationship
was born.
There was a different issue every day,
however their love was so strong that they never separated as long as I heard,
some say they divorced and Maria Josefina took all his favorite fly heads.
Others say they lived together for the rest of their lives. The person who told
me the story never finished it, but oh well I enjoy thinking of a different end
every day.
END
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