Aurora Saint Writing

Chapter 10 “Oh, Libby.” She whispered her voice full of compassion and sympathy. I turned on her, my face full ..

Chapter 11 I was running, the wind in my face, my boots pounding pavement, my harsh breathing in my ears. I ran from the me..

Chapter 12 It was only a week before the start of the new school year; I was sitting on my front porch sipping my morning c..

Chapter 13 When I was younger I used to stay away from the house and my father as much as possible. I used to walk through ..

Chapter 14 I stood at the front of my TAFE; the large old fashioned wrought iron gate doors were swung wide, like arms thro..

Compartment 114
Compartment 114

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Libby is a survivor, she had been through more in her life than anybody should but she wasn't really living until she met Amy, a TAFE teacher than..

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