When you held out a hand to stop me, I protested. I wanted to get away from the taunts and jeers as quickly as possible and panicked when you not only ignored my protests, but grabbed my shoulder and turned me around to face my tormentors.
Newcomers: Part 2 of 2
Hellooo, here’s the second part of this story!
“What kind of rumours?” Tia asked, before she could help herself.
I feel your loss most keenly in those moments between sleeping and waking, when dreams have not quite given way to my new, bleak reality and my mind tricks me into thinking that you are still by my side.
Newcomers: Part 1 of 2
It’s going to have to be a two- (or perhaps three?) parter, I’m afraid (EDIT 19/02/18 – it’s a two parter!!), if I’m to get it in before tomorrow! Here is last Wednesday’s belated post (a short piece from my fantasy universe
I still blame you.
I don’t remember much about that morning, because I was only six years old. I do remember that the lady policewoman gave me a lollipop, an orange flavoured one, to distract me from the fact that mother couldn’t stop crying.
The Brave Princess
Rough and unpolished, but wanted to get it on here. Another from the universe of my creation…
“Hundreds of years ago, there was a brave little girl just like you girls, who grew up to be an extraordinarly brave woman,” the nurse smiled at her three charges,
A Regrettable Pact
It was the kind of day where the sky cannot make up its mind, when nervous clouds try to stand up to the weakened midwinter sun but still struggle against his inate might, when finally their prayers were answered.
Betrayers of the faith
Another Wednesday and another piece from the universe I’m trying to create 🙂
This one isn’t as slick as I’d hoped, could do with some more tweaking, but see what you think! Continue reading
Writing Prompt – see the pic!
New sort of prompt! This appeared on one of my personal social media feeds as a writing prompt. Never done a writing prompt from a pic before, was fun! Nice, short one: Continue reading
I regret that evening every single day. If I could turn back the clock, I would, of course I would. The look on your face when I turned away for the final time, to follow my new, cool ‘friends’ to the party is forever etched in my memory.