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Saturday, February 10, 2007

The Monster that Lives in the Outhouse

Kerry sat up in bed, pulling the covers up towards her. It had been over five days now since she’d seen the monster that lived in the outhouse. She knew where it came from, of course. One afternoon when exploring in the derelict back yard, Kerry had ventured into the old outhouse. She had seen the... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, February 4, 2007

Keep Taking the Tablets

Tom shuffled along the corridor, his hands laden with sheets of paper. Here we go again, he thought, more crap from the same old routine, day after day. If only something good would happen to him for once in his life. It never seemed to, and as a result, he was very down. Nothing ever seemed to... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, January 27, 2007

A Knife for a Life

“Eric Connor! Eric Connor!” How she hated that name. Even the sound of it leaving the back of her throat made her face fold in revulsion. Walking the cold dark pavement and turning onto Gower Street, Alison shivered and looked at her watch. 2340, not long now, then I shall be back home and safe from... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, January 14, 2007

No Strings Sex

Staring into the full-length mirror on the wardrobe door, Robin looked with approval. The matching blue pants and bra set, with the silver embroidered flowers were perfect for the night to come with Roger. They were nice; even though it was unlikely, he would see them. Nevertheless, an effort had to... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, January 1, 2007

New Years Day

The old man shuffled in his seat as the door opened where the clouds had previously been. Looking up he saw the young man walking towards him with a clear air of disinterest. ‘Ah, so you have arrived then, and not too soon it would appear. Sit down why don’t you. This shouldn’t take very long. Or... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, December 30, 2006

The Object of Desire

Monday. With head in hands, and his body slumped on the seat inside the toilet cubicle, Melvin sighed. Lunchtimes were the longest these days. Ever since James had hooked up with Sarah Evans, his only real friend had no time for him during the breaks anymore. Maybe next year, in sixth form, things... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, December 28, 2006

Pension Day

The sun beat down on the allotment without giving off very much heat on this cold March afternoon. After finishing two rounds of rather pleasant raspberry jam sandwiches, Albert looked at his watch. A quarter to one he noted, and smiled. It would soon be time for the gate of the allotment to open,... Sign in to see full entry.

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