Tag: creative writing
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SHE SECRETLY HOPED
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,…
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AFTER HAMELIN
‘Car keys?’ he asked the woman sprawled on the ground, arm fishing around down the drain. ‘House keys.’ She looked up, squinting at the silhouette of the man. He was dressed in red and orange checks. ‘Perhaps I can help?’ She pulled herself up. ‘Feel free.’ Instead of getting down to look in the drain,…
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WISE CHOICE
Dimitrios waved the truck off as it turned the corner and disappeared from view. A weight lifted from his shoulders as it departed. Since his great-grandfather delivered medical supplies and food during the war, smuggling had been in the family. His father had built up the shipping company to establish a network bringing drugs into…
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UNDER THE STARS
Sam lay back against the tree and looked up at the twilight sky. The first stars of the night were visible, or perhaps they were satellites. It had become difficult to tell in the crowded heavens. The exhaustion from his escape overwhelmed him. He imagined one of the satellites trained on him, zooming in with…
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THE LAST SHOP
Herbert let the final customer out, a lady all the way from Missouri who bought a purple coat. He closed the store for the last time. He had expected more ceremony. Only one journalist had come to bear witness. Since Ancient Greece there had been shops – physical places with goods to sell. 5th Avenue,…
Iain Kelly 