Category: Writing
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Out Of Sync
Frida never quite felt like she was on the same page as everyone else. She wasn’t slow, nor was she quick, she was just … ever so slightly out of sync. It was only a little later in life that she started to notice it. Before, like at school, she might blurt out an answer…
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Empty Room
We moved into the house a few weeks ago. We bought it from a happy old couple who were off on an overseas adventure. It wasn’t our dream house, but it had enough about it to make us fall in love with it. And with a bit of care and attention, and a lot of…
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The Interrupting Sheep
Words matter. Words are powerful. Words can hurt. Kayleigh didn’t realise this until it was too late. It started, as these things always do, a long time ago, in the living room at home, playing with her older sister. She couldn’t even remember the game now, but she could remember the moment. “I want to…
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There’s An Old Shop
There’s an old shop, that no-one ever goes in. The signs on the outside are peeling and faded, and advertise products that no longer exist. The windows are grubby, meaning you can’t see inside, and one of them has a crack all the way down the middle. Asha clutched the pound coin in her hand,…
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The Creature Within
Kelly never could silence the stupid voices in her head. Constantly heckling, it took too much effort to silence them, and so she’d become adept at zoning them out. Their cacophony broke through sometimes though, usually in the dead of night, as she was drifting off to sleep, or on the bus, and sometimes even…
