Tag: obssession
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COMPULSION

I didn’t want to be sitting here. I want to be over there, where she is, inside that room with her. Instead, I’m staring through binoculars, trying to catch a glimpse of her, a tantalising tease that will satiate my desire for another night. People will judge me, call me names – a freak, a…
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OPERATION LOCKDOWN

He tried not to tense. Stay relaxed, but focussed. He was sweating in the warm sun, the droplets of moisture ran into his eyes. He blinked them away and carried on. Almost there. He skilfully removed the bone, held between the small tweezers, from the opening in the arm and when he drew the instrument…
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OBSESSION
I watch the fire fading in the chiminea, poking at the dying embers with a stick. Three in the morning and the party was winding down. Everyone else had gone inside half an hour ago. Beth had gone inside, with Daniel’s arm draped round her shoulders. I wish it could have been me in Daniel’s…