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She brought her hands together, creating the whoosh of air before the resonate clap. She smiled and wondered if the sound was echoing far over t..

You don’t know what to do anymore so you sit and cry on the kitchen floor. You think about the teabag still sitting in the cup of hot wate..

Twice a year, everyone in the neighbourhood receives a notice in the letterbox telling them that a street collection would be coming round soon...

“No.” She brushed a lock of hair that had fallen across her face, framing the edge of her eye with a glint of blonde. He reached f..

The day was clear; bright and clear and fresh. Which was little she could say for her head. Still, regardless, the birds tweeted in the air and t..

The clock struck one. “Huzzah!” Came the shout. “Did you get it?” The boy asked, leaning over the edge. “Di..

The coffee shop nestled amongst the mountains trees was emitting an eerie silence. With half his body in the door, the young man called out agai..

It only took a second for the cup to tip. In two seconds the hot liquid was slipping out, reaching the edge of the table. Within another two sec..

A different world there is

I was sixteen when I had my first imaginary friend. It was entirely logical I suppose; a girl with an imagination of course needs someone to ima..