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lexical fiction: It's always Monday

Xiomara dawned in a world where there are no Saturdays or Sundays. And had it not, for there, either, or Tuesday, or Wednesday, or Thursday, or Friday. There's only Monday! It's always Monday! Monday sun without moon or stars! A long day it seems that the clock did not advance, every second lasts a minute, every minute and every hour one hour one day. Hot and tiring day, where paaaaaaaaasa toooooodo leeeeeeeeeentamente.

words also mean different things now and is Xiomara relearn how to read and write in your own language, like a baby. Every day when going to school, the teacher writes on the board that today is Monday 21 or Monday 22 or Monday 23, but changed the words "never rain on Monday 21 or Monday 22 or Monday 23."

To say good morning, Xiomara, now is not called well, but "Maraxio" has to say "red clouds." I have hunger "my belly is sad" and with eyes open in the tank means "I go to sleep." Xiomara has not learned much yet. Knows greet, order food and go to his room to rest.

His parents and his friends are still the same, but speaking the language with familiar words and meanings. The people are friendly and the routine is the same, but not on Saturdays or Sundays, as there are no words that mean "vacation" or something like it, so every day is repeated, without weeks or months or years. Xiomara accounts who are on Monday 367 or as we say now "367 will never rain on Monday." In fact, this is the reality in this strange world: it never rains and "bad seat does not swim in the museum." Excuse me but myself and I started picking up the new language that is so crazy and delusional.

Maraxio talks to his friend Liac that "Italian aircraft are purchased in pharmacies and fear eat the bulb with a hat."

Liac laughing replied that "spin soaping her on the stairs bicycle bell and three peach ostrich rhino, ay."

Maraxio stops short to respond to "step up handle short. Brown welcome sugar giant wooden saw. "

Now both say together, as if it were a poem to recite from memory: "Flores in many triangle. Amarillo child sleep not now that the sun is rising and the drawer. "

Got it? Do not worry me either! I just hope Maraxio send me a dictionary of this language lunette or a lunatic (I'm not sure how it will be said) to communicate with her and, above all, know how you're doing. I, in turn, the tell you, for you are not left with the desire and know the full story of the "z" and even "a". Keep you informed ...