Laura Callender

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My stories

Deadly Alive

The headlights pierced through my eyelids as I squinted in horror, getting brighter every second as the car drew closer and closer to me. We both stopped, hands clamped tight around the steering wheel. We stared through our un-touched windscreens and looked directly into each others eyes. The traffic around us was noisy, still moving trying to avoid our near accident.

Rain and more rain

For those in London surrounded by rain!

Frog Poetry

A few nonsence poems inspired by 'The challenge' Help! There's a Frog in My Computer.

Help! There's a Frog in My Computer.

The park had always been a very quiet, peaceful place. Daisy walked through it on her way to work every day. It had been a week now since she was last here, she has been off work to deal with a few loose ends. The kind of loose ends that now mean that as she walks through the park she cant help but re evaluate everything. The old looking man who may only be 30 was still curled up on a bench. Rather than being frustrated and disgusted by him littering himself all over 'her' park, she felt warmth, and understanding. She pondered what could have brought him there.
Cherry

The Duck of Freedom Wears a Purple Hat

The sun shone down over the fresh dew settled on the beautiful autumn leaves. The light gently accentuated every piece of rotting waste, strewn across the street, carelessly left by those with no pride for where they live.

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