Fiction Writing
Being abandoned by his family every Christmas as a child had set off the downward spiral. Thirty years later, he had finally hit rock bottom. Cassandra lay naked on the bed, her skin blotchy and bruised, the needle still hanging out her arm. He shelled out the notes from his wallet and left them on … Continue reading HOME ALONE 13: HOLIDAY IN THE HACIENDA
She sneaked away from the rest of the group as they splashed around in the water. 'Come on, Alice,' beckoned her friends. It was not often they got the opportunity to enjoy the sunshine by the river. Enthusiasm had got the better of one, then two, and soon all their clothes lay in a pile … Continue reading HIDDEN
That was it after twenty-five years. A note on the table when he got home from work, the suitcases gone, an empty wardrobe. He re-read: 'can't carry on like this... your temper... mood swings... deserve better... fighting... better for us both.' He felt the anger building. He crumpled the note in a clenched fist. The … Continue reading SHATTERED
For years they had called him a freak because he looked different. No friends, no relationships, cast aside by an uncaring society. His mother's love was the only one he'd known, caring for him, nurturing him, protecting him, until she was gone too soon. Then loneliness in an unforgiving world. He longed to join in … Continue reading SCARRED
She secretly hoped they wouldn't find them. Why else would she have hidden them so deliberately? She put on a brave front, pretending to enjoy the hunt. It'll be fine, they told her. Everyone else was doing it. The stash of pills was duly discovered. Her addictive personality was defenceless. Written as part of #MicroMondays, … Continue reading SHE SECRETLY HOPED
