One dangerous day in the vegetable patch ...

As I woke up one very fine morning, the crisp air rattled my green top. I looked out beyond the brambles and the overgrown shrubs to see my owner, my planter staring out over the long green grass.

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-Jenna nervously repositions the bottom of her trousers as she extends her legs-

Night at Phasmatis Castle

Here is one of my greatest achievements as a writer but be warned, it is very long. It is about someone who gets trapped in a castle while on a pilgrimage to Canterbury.

An Alternative History

The numbness stopped. My heart pounded. For that single moment of my life I was aware of everything around me, but it was too late for these feelings now.

My day.

This was it; the day I have been waiting for all my life. They had called me up to the waiting room; I felt as if I was in purgatory.

Now I Know

Something I wrote a while ago that suddenly has brand new meaning once more.

The Great Big Fight.

I'm just a dumb bloke, I don't understand women.

Mission Accomplished

At 4500ft, I stood, staring, my body stuttering. I hovered one foot over the crumpled mountainous edge and knew the other one had to follow.

The Rushes

We spent the last day of half-term smoking cheap, weak weed in Alan's back yard and talking about the girl's in our year, rating and ranking them.

Adolf in The Witness Box

I thought you died in 1945. Yes, I did die. It's true. What you read about me? How I died? When? All truths? But why did you choose to be cremated?

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