Tag: creative writing
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CHAMBERMAID
Typical politician. One night he stayed, left the place a mess. Still, that’s what she was paid for – get the room ready for the next guest. Only the Minimum Wage though. Suppose she should be thankful to him for upping that in the last budget. Useless though, the lot of them. And now, another…
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BALEFIRE
Jonny stuffed his cold hands into his coat pockets as he watched his father make the final preparations. He had been helping stack the wood in the back garden for the last week. Every year he had asked for a bonfire, every year his mother and father told him no. But not this year. This…
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THE BIG KID
She thought the days of sewing hastily cut cloth together for Halloween night would be over when the kids had grown up. But how could she resist his enthusiasm? It was one of the occasions when he seemed to find that old spirit she loved so much. Agnes bit through the final thread and tied…
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CAL’S CALLING
The heavy snow deadened the sound of the forest. Despite the swirling snowfall, there was a stillness. Cal lay on the soft ground, his eye press to the sight, his ungloved finger around the trigger, the rifle caressed against his shoulder. His father lay next to him. A hundred yards away the stag raised his…
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HALO TRANSPORTATION SERVICE – A PARABLE
Israel was the first country to invest in the new teleportation technology. Rows of Halos appeared, bright neon circles suspended from wires. Problems were soon reported: people would unwittingly be swept up through a Halo and be deposited seconds later in a different part of the country. Then the disappearances started, people sucked into the…
Iain Kelly 