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In about half an hour her sister will walk through the door. At least that’s what she hoped at the time, but it won’t be for about a..

She didn’t have to walk today, she could’ve caught the bus from the same set of stops that she got off at but plans change, even whe..

She didn’t have to walk today, she could’ve caught the bus from the same set of stops that she got off at but plans change, even whe..

If God didn’t exist I wouldn’t mind

She was old when she saw the therapist. “I realise now,” she said. “How foolish I was to let it get to me. But it’s gotte..

I ended up one day on the side of the road with half a shoelace missing and a gash that made me look like I had just had a cleft lip fixed. Ther..

I stood with my toes balanced on the edge, looking down at the waves below. I had caught the bus and walked along the footpath. It was border..

She loved the winter stars at night. They shone different from when the air blazed with heat and the moths fluttered around the ceiling.

A boy named Alice fell down a tree Bumping his head one, two, three Chasing a hunch he got up and ran Searching all over being a little m..