Certificate 15

Ages 15 and up

Not Yours - Prologue

The darkness crept around her. Harriet looked up from her book and calmly considered her surroundings. The car had just begun shaking harder on the...
Gold cherry

1. A cup of tea. A bogey. The President.

It is twelve o’clock in the afternoon and all is silent in Kuper’s Tube , “ just 18 steps from the High Street!, the place where all you postcard...

The Gangster's Eulogy

This guy was super fab. Not for him three rolls of flab. Not for him a life of drab. A pity now, his brain's in the lab, And he lies before me on...

The Young Bounder

I say you chaps, Do you eat baps? I can't, I'm afraid, They give me the craps. I often puke on people's laps. But it's a jolly wheeze when Pater naps!

Something Rotten

“Why do we have to study Shakespeare, anyway?” I recall Joshua sneering, his shirt hanging out and pinging a ruler off the chipped end of the formica...
Cherry

Comings and Goings

Not a spring chicken but a seasoned hen. (200-word flash fiction)
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Independence

My name is Simon McTafferty, And I'll be having no depravity. I could na find your lavatory. So I pissed on yon fine Apple tree. (Extending hand)...

The Three Gardens. Part Three.

I live in a terraced house; we share the entry and have our own gate into our own back garden. Both gates are always shut, the entry gate is always...