Garish cats lined the shelves with the precision of an expert archer. I walked through the porcelain creatures trying not to look them straight in the eye. It was only a few short centimetres to my grandmother’s room. I held on to my mother’s hands and hoped death wouldn’t follow me in.
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Friday Friend – A snippet from It Won’t Happen Again
‘You’ve been such good company these past few days, we make quite a team.’ ‘I’m grateful. So incredibly grateful, never forget that.’ ‘Come on now, you know I would do anything for you,’ Theresa said. ‘You deserve good things to happen to you and they will from now on.’ ‘I shouldn’t be imposing on youContinue reading “Friday Friend – A snippet from It Won’t Happen Again”
A New Beginning
Next week will be my last week at my job as a teaching assistant. I’m not sure what I want to do next. Is this the start I need to give my writing a chance? I’ve always wanting to write for a living, so what’s to stop me doing that now. My play will soonContinue reading “A New Beginning”
Word Prompt – Wing – Short Story #FOWC
The feather from an angel’s wing fluttered down to earth. It’s only purpose, to find the vulnerable and give them hope. Some believed, and searched for the truth. Others ignored the sadness of poignant memories. They needed to learn their lessons another way.
Poem – Watching Over Me
Floating on celestial cloud, Watching from above, Making sure that I am safe, You envelope me with love. You are all around me, Giving life a guiding hand, Helping me through life’s trials, Silent footprints in the sand. With your arms to carry me, Along this rocky road, I know my feet will never touch,Continue reading “Poem – Watching Over Me”
Thursday Tester
Constant replaying of the messages and the only positive thoughts came with her time alone with Tabitha. Tabitha put her brush in the blue ready to paint the sky. ‘How did you get that bruise on your eye?’ Martha took a deep breath and gazed at her granddaughter. ‘I bumped into the door,’ MarthaContinue reading “Thursday Tester”
Crimson Fields – by Diana Coombes
Like a blanket of love, Protecting the fallen, Sheltering the brave, Tending the graves, of the brave young men, Who had no choice, To where their lives led Now under a bed, Of Poppies.
Wednesday Withdrawal – Snippet from It Won’t Happen Again
Martha stopped the recording and sank back into the pillows. His apologies bounced around the walls. When was the last time she had left him? It was the church she turned to that time. There was no taking away from the cold, unfeeling wood of the pew beneath her legs. Charles with the same comfortingContinue reading “Wednesday Withdrawal – Snippet from It Won’t Happen Again”
Fandango’s Story Starter – Don’t you dare come any closer
Something in the darkness spoke. It was a quiet voice drifting over the lake like a phantom of my past. ‘Don’t come any closer.’ It said. I didn’t know if it was human, but I had heard it before. My hands reached out, but there was nothing there. At home in the dark, nothing fazedContinue reading “Fandango’s Story Starter – Don’t you dare come any closer”
My First Day – Poem by Diana Coombes
My First Day Stomping, screaming, shouting, clung to my mummies knee, I just want to go right home, will no-one hear my plea. Pouting, prising, parting, my mummy gone away, led gently to the bright room, and told I had to stay. Scanning, spying, spotting, a dolls house with a tree. Plastic plates and cups,Continue reading “My First Day – Poem by Diana Coombes”
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