Young Writers

 

A Load of Garbage

Youngsters pass by with a girlish titter. They could still do with a baby sitter. Squeals and shouts and lots of litter. Endless time with which to...

The Bad Parts

Lonely, hollow, empty, meek, Define the people you seek, Creep on in during quiet hours, Put them under with your power. Days, weeks, pass without...

Finding a Reason

“It’s not that I don’t love you anymore, I’m serious, that’s not it. I didn’t mean it that way. It’s just… I’m not the same. I don’t feel anything...

Wounds

Ribbons

Ribbons are everywhere. Ribbons in a loop support charity, and ribbons fly high for pride of belief Ribbons leaden with gold hang around necks...

Killing Time

I killed time today. It doubled over twice, clockwork heart thudding as it fell from its face As it hit the ground, I thought I heard it squelch. But...

Forever Home

As Max, a seven-week-old black and tan Jack Russell Terrier, played with his brothers and sisters in the basking sun, he thought to himself how lucky...
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Up in the Hills 2

“That big house on the hill belongs to some very bad people, Raul. Very dangerous people.” “Wha– “Listen, son, and I’ll explain everything. In the...

Up in the Hills

*i mportant* The full story is 3200 words (sorry for passing the limit.) I'm making a collection with the last 700 words in it. If you don't read...