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She slams the phone down and leans against the wall. She can feel hot tears bubbling under her lids, as they always do when she gets angry. She's angry with herself, for saying too much and yet not saying as much as she wanted to.

I like making you cups of tea in your special mug, and that. Sitting opposite, talking about the smallest details that make the world big. I like it...

In my life I never loved women - gave too much to men. Did then; still do. But in a way I loved you. Loved that you were womanly and had so much guts...

its all gone, now- my gilded glasses broke the spray painted layer of bad gold chipped, and i remember when you'd say, to me; please don't, please...

Goodison Park, Liverpool. The quarter final. Korea 3-0 up. 1966 and all that. Then, out of your den. A panther on the prowl. Goal, goal, goal goal!...

The Winters Heart Old and Lifeless Like leaves caught in autumnal winds jostling and violent their fall Mighty trees releasing and abandoning their...

FADE IN: EXT. TRINITY CHURCH, STRATFORD-UPON-AVON, ENGLAND – DAY An enchanting little chapel by the Avon River. TOURISTS find their way to the main...

‘I am no-one’s cunt’ said Drain , the words circling his head like winsome frost fairies. He was wearing the fake sheepskin coat that Moss brought...

Children's story for the competition. 2398 words including headings