Tercera edición (2018)
Ha finalizado la tercera edición del concurso de MICRORRELATOS entre nuestros alumnos.
Damos la enhorabuena a los ganadores y agradecemos vuestra participación y entusiasmo en este apasionante concurso. Ha sido un placer poder disfrutar de vuestras brillantes historias. Más abajo os mostramos sus relatos.
REQUISITOS:
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Todos los microrrelatos contienen una frase en común (elegida por el centro).
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El microrrelato no puede superar las 100 palabras.
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El jurado evalúa el ingenio, el estilo, la riqueza de vocabulario, la cohesión y la corrección gramatical.
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Sólo estudiantes de Speak it! pueden participar en el concurso.
FINAL
Ganadora del NIVEL 1
Our thing was love at first sight. I was dazzled by the simplicity of her figure, her slenderness and those burning lips that made me lose control just with minimal contact, but intense enough to presage a fiery encounter. I told her: “Don’t you dare come any closer!”, but she was eager for new experiences and it was her first time. I could not do anything to avoid what was already unavoidable and I let myself go. Because, what else can petrol do before the irresistible charms of a beautiful match?
Alenza
Ganadora del NIVEL 2
“Don’t you dare to come any closer” –says the signal that lies just some meters away from the construction. In the black branches, the ashes and the dust, I’m able to recognize our fort.
The memories come rushing; those summer days running barefoot around the place, decorating it as if it was our home, pretending to be pirates and making drawings. Just she and I.
But the fire has eaten every part of it. The swing, the blackboard. Even her.
She used to say “I’ll live in this forest forever”. And so she will.
Tears flood my eyes. Can I still be called a twin, although my sister’s gone?
Lylac
SEMIFINAL
Ganador@s del NIVEL 1
In panic, she bent over to catch her breath. She looked around scared, while stealthily wiped the sweat away and pressed the off button. She thought she had heard something. She kept quiet, listening, trying to silence her breathing. Nothing could be heard… just silence.
After some minutes she relaxed; just the hum of the fluorescent could be heard as always. Nothing else.
If she was caught, she would be in great trouble.
She picked up the mop and, on the way to the elevator, she polished the muscle bench with the shammy.
Runner
In panic, she bent over to catch her breath. She felt each of her stiff muscles. Her heart was galloping fast and an unknown pain overcame her. She felt her body trying to figure out what was happening. The projectiles were still falling very near and surrounding the wounded body of her little brother. She bit her lips to forget the pain. She looked down and a thread of blood ran down her leg. She lifted her skirt and saw how her underwear clearly showed that nature woke her up for the first time as a woman. Najya burst into tears as the sky of Aleppo collapsed on their heads.
Salam
Ganador@s del NIVEL 2
In panic, she bent over to catch her breath. They were running out of time. Just seven minutes, too much at stake. She was always used to be the fastest and the most nimble.
She heard the copter rumbling. The moment had arrived. A man got off and handed her the icebox, she embraced it. Then, the race began. She went down thousands of steps and skipped too many obstacles and faces. Only her, her rapid breathing and her heartbeat.
She could glimpse the finish line.
After crossing it, her colleague welcomed the icebox, smiled in relief and went into the operating theatre.
- Doctor, the heart is here.
They had won!
Nurse Locafont
In panic, she bent over to catch her breath. The magazine was already empty but her forefinger was still squeezing the trigger. The grenade explosion had blinded and deafened her, but that didn’t stop her from starting shooting bursts everywhere.
Mayhem happened in a split second.
As she was recovering her vision and hearing, the door was torn down as a fistful of soldiers broke in.
- Put the gun down! –The solders yelled
- Freeze, don’t move
So she didn’t move, but not because of the shouting and screaming of the soldiers. As the blur disappeared of her eyes, she found out, in panic, that she accidentally had shot down her entire platoon.
Friendly Fire
SEGUNDA RONDA
Ganador@s del NIVEL 1
From my position as a strong man, I had to make the decision of my life: to choose whether to introduce the white and the colored pieces together or separately into that demonic machine. It was the first time I was going to do it. The sweat was running through me. I knew that an error could be fatal. Finally I decided to put them together, closed the door almost without looking and pressed the power button. What I saw when opening that door was horrible and I thought: “Never again will I make that mistake.” Of course I will not start a washing machine again”.
Fan
Never again will I make that mistake. That’s for sure!
I woke up dying of thirst. I groped for the nightstand until I stumbled upon the glass. The freshness of the water in my mouth turned into terror. My hair stood on end when I felt something moving inside.
I spat retching.
A fly! Gross!
It could be nobody but me who wouldn’t turn the light on. And to top it all, I didn’t cover the glass either.
Water
Another night between these four walls and I still can’t get to sleep. I was irresponsible and I will pay dearly for the imprudence that I committed the night in which I decided to have several drinks, after a heated discussion with my girlfriend. Never again will I make that mistake because I know that I will never execute my beloved profession again. I can’t forget the chaos in that cold operating room. My team trying to revive the patient, I paralyzed by fear and that damn phrase that constantly reverberates in my head: time of death.
White horse
Wounded by love, today at the opera when Madame Butterfly sings her aria, I will also say goodbye. It’s the intermission and I run to the bathroom. I wonder if it’s the effects of strychnine. I collapse in the toilet. The play goes on and I cannot get up. These symptoms baffle me. I do not feel stiffness or convulsions but my belly melts. Trembling, I look at the bottle. I realize what’s happened. I confused the recipients due to the hurry. Now while the cry of Butterfly sounds, I furiously squeeze the Evacuol Fortex that breaks my insides. Never again will I make that mistake. Never ever.
C. Cifuentes
Ganador@s del NIVEL 2
I’ll walk for miles until the sores on my feet bleed. Defeated, as every day, I’ll get up in a hurry to keep running. I won’t eat if necessary. I swear I’ll do anything to reach you again.
This morning life is quiet. I didn’t realize everything you supposed for me. But in a second, life goes by and crushes you like a wimp without mercy. You are no one in the crowd.
I’ll never forgive myself for having missed you. I’ll never forgive myself for choosing another. Dear bus, I promise I’ll never take the subway again. Never again will I make that mistake.
Lungo
I was so hungry that I decided to eat my couch. It was made of marshmallow, so it was very nice. Suddenly, a giant robotic ant broke into the house, tearing the wall down: it wanted to take the couch away from me!
The ant started to shoot lasers from its eyes, so I jumped over my flying unicorn and shot the ant back with the machine gun I had for an arm. The insect screamed and exploded as if a multitude of rainbows ripped its body apart. Wow man, that was a bad trip. Never again will I make that mistake. I won’t take drugs again.
Captain Weed
I leave him alone, only for a couple of seconds. The door is slightly open. I had suspicions of his desire of freedom, his yearning to explore the whole world, enjoy other landscapes, live with himself for the last days of his life. But I don’t want to realize. I don’t come to terms that I can’t offer him the kind of life that he needs. I promise myself that never again will I make that mistake: take someone away from their freedom. That’s why I open the fence, go away and an instant later my little white bird can fly freely forever.
Flying girl
It is being a magnificent show.
The water drops filter the light, flooding everything with rainbow sparkles.
The land becomes dust, creating mesmerizing shapes in the air. The trees fall, making a whirlwind of yellows, oranges and greens.
It could be almost a masterpiece.
And I hear their screams, sobs and prayers.
Never again will I make that mistake. I will never allow just one species to believe themselves superior to any other being, that can destroy my creation in that heartbreaking and destructive way.
So here I rise, obliterating my creation to start all over again. Because that is what a pure God must do.
Gea
PRIMERA RONDA
Ganador@s del NIVEL 1
Soaked at the door I failed to find the key while, in the reflection of the glass, I saw how he was approaching me. Suddenly, I woke up sweating like a pig in my bed.
Once again I had dreamed with the same scene but I never got to the end. For a moment, I lay down looking at the ceiling and saw his face reflected in the glass.
My thoughts vanished when the alarm clock began to ring. After that horrible sound, I took a shower and rushed to catch the bus. When I got on the bus and turned around, I saw his face among the people.
Dreamer
Soaked at the door I failed to find the key.
Shit! Shit! There was going to be blood! I swore it! I was tired! I wasn’t going to forget it. I would wait for the moment and I would attack.
I had to think of something big; something that he would remember forever. Was it the third time? The fourth? Too many times… And today, the sprinklers!
I sighed. Actually, it wasn’t his fault. I had started and now I couldn’t complain. I would have to bear with it.
All in all, that’s what happens when you prank a 12-year-old boy. He never gets tired of returning a favour.
Cigüeña
Soaked at the door I failed to find the key. I remembered that I had forgotten it inside the house. It was Friday afternoon. I called my friend Carlos and took shelter so as not to get wet until he arrived. It took him a short time to arrive. I had a suitcase with enough clothes to spend the weekend away, so I got into the car and, without telling me where we were going, he started driving. I changed my clothes while Carlos was driving. After more than three hours travelling, we arrived in the coast. What started as a bad day became one of the best weekends of our lives.
Schwantz
Soaked at the door I failed to find the key. I put my hand in the pocket of the backpack and found it there. I came into the house. My parents were in the kitchen, so a mixture of smell of roses and sponge cake reminded me that it was my birthday!
My parents were very excited, they smiled knowingly and hugged tightly. I also embraced them. I loved them very much.
From my sky everything looked different. It had been almost three years since that car accident separated us. I came back as a guardian angel that brought sad smiles.
Lagertha
Soaked at the door I failed to find the key. I needed to go into the house and check that everything was fine. I remembered that my wife had another key hidden in the window flowerpot. I took it and finally I could enter. My wife was lying on the floor sobbing and writhing in pain. When she saw me, she calmed down. She smiled at me and suddenly I understood everything. The birth had gone ahead! Immediately I lay down next to her, took her hand hard and kissed her on her cheek. Before the ambulance got here, we had little Lucas in our arms.
Jack
Soaked at the door I failed to find the key. The water reached my shirt. My hands fumbled in the pocket where I usually keep it. It seemed to have vanished. There was barely time left and Rose begged to be taken out. I still could not rescue her. My spirit of survival overcame love and I left (there) with barely any air in my lungs. Today, when I yearn for my beloved, I caress the shabby suit I wore that day and I notice, horrified, at the bottom of the lining of my trousers, the only thing that could have saved her life. The most wanted key of our cabin.
URL
Soaked at the door I failed to find the key. It must have fallen when I got out of the car after leaving that curve. I saw the light on in the bathroom; Carla was already home. I rang the bell several times but she might be taking a shower. I waited a long time and she still didn’t hear me. This already seemed strange and I started shouting her name “Carla!”; but nothing. Suddenly, a couple of policemen passed by in front of me and rang the bell without looking at me. That’s when I realized that my life had stayed in that curve.
Cumin
Soaked at the door I failed to find the key. I decided to walk and think. I didn’t mind getting wet. I crossed the street and heard a sudden braking but without looking, I continued my way.
I came to the hallway and a neighbor opened the door ignoring me and walked past me.
I went up the stairs. There were people in my home. I asked them but nobody answered me. I entered the bedroom and Eric was crying. I approached him but he didn’t see me.
I heard them saying that she had been knocked down by a car and had passed away.
It couldn’t be! That sudden braking ended my life.
Suki
Ganador@s del NIVEL 2
Soaked at the door I failed to find the key. I think I had drunk more than I realized again. I lost control but it was my way to escape from her. I had spent all day walking under the rain, lengthening every minute of my awful life since she arrived. Since that moment, I had split up with every good thing that I had. I had made up a new story about me that didn’t have any result; she was still there. No matter how hard I tried to run away, she was always waiting for me. Loneliness was always behind the door.
Kamal
Soaked at the door I failed to find the key. Sweating like a rump roast I could barely move, so the generals pushed me into the vault.
- We need your key, Mister President.
- We need to take action before the Russians do anything.
- Russians bombers have just taken off and they’re all locked and loaded. -They all urged me.
I was so nervous I couldn’t realize that I was clenching the piece of steel so hard that the hundreds of tiny dots that were engraved on it were now carved in my hand.
I put the key into the suitcase.
- Warheads are armed: Let’s make those birds fly.
Defcon 1
Soaked at the door I failed to find the key. The storm was getting stronger and a shopping bag tore dropping the fruit all over the ground. With anger, I finally took out the key and in equilibrium, I managed to put it in the car’s lock. It did not fit.
Half an hour later, handcuffed against the hood of that car, I looked at one side and saw the apples scattered on the road, the bloody pieces of glass and, on the other side of the street, a car exactly like mine.
Pazuzu
Soaked at the door I failed to find the key with trembling hands, searching in a handbag which wasn’t mine. Once inside, I sat to assimilate all – a second chance to do what I had to if I hadn’t wasted my days foolishly suffering so that all ended up in a stupid fall-. Closing my eyes, I reminisced my time in paradise, where everybody was beaming, except me. Then, I met the guardian –you can’t belong here with such a powerful feeling for doing something extraordinary – she said. I’ll help you to have the most simple thing that many of you need to keep going: a change of life.
Mel
Soaked at the door I failed to find the key.
Until I realized that I might have lost it when that croquette mugged me. But it doesn’t matter; I knew the way to enter my house without using the key. Without more delay I went to bed. That was a bad day. At night something woke me up. Someone was opening my home door. It could only be the croquette. I hid behind my bedroom door with a vase. When they entered I broke the vase on it. “Oh my gosh, I’ve killed someone”. To get rid of the evidence, I ate it.
A Grumpy Dolphin
Soaked at the door I failed to find the key. Of course, how was I going to find it if I’d left it on my office desk?
Feeling silly, I started walking back in a foul mood. Fortunately, by the time I arrived, I was better, so when I saw my boss leaving the office, I greeted her warmly.
At that moment, she asked me:
- Fancy a coffee?
It turned out that she’d wanted to offer me a promotion for a while and due to my forgetfulness she finally found the moment.
After accepting, I got home joyful and suddenly I realized I’d forgotten my keys! Again!
Pseudonym
Soaked at the door I failed to find the key. He was going to catch me and all I had was a stupid book from the library. Well, maybe I could have read it to him until he got bored, but I thought he would be smarter than that. Maybe I could have given him some chocolate in order to calm him. But I didn’t have the damn keys! He was coming, I knew it. He would kill me. I panicked, closed my eyes and prepared to scream from the moment he opened the front door.
“So, you don’t only sleep during my class, but you are a sleepwalker. So sad.”
Chiki
Soaked at the door I failed to find the key. I looked in my pockets and my rucksack.
Then, the water reached my knees.
After all I‘d got through… I saved that old fellow who trained me. I jumped over the roofs, sneaked in, raced and swam across this tortuous maze that was flooding little by little. I fought against my worst nightmares.
The water got to my hips.
Suddenly I remembered I was fleeing that monster when I skipped the room where the key was. Without it I couldn’t survive.
Now my chest, my neck…
Fuck! I threw the controller while I read on the screen “Game over”.
Player number two