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I woke to the sound of someone - three guesses whom - pounding on my door and shouting at me to get up because she needed som..

The sky was black. As were my shoes. And the cracks in the road. And the shadows that clung to every shape, like a sticky bla..

I opened my eyes and it was cold. I closed them again, hoping that by some miracle… but no, it was still cold. I moved..

He had light blue eyes the colour of ice, a fairly pale complexion, and gorgeous black curls that cascaded around his bea..

I looked at the street names on the sign, hand held up to shield my eyes from the pouring rain; I didn’t recognise any ..

I felt sick and my legs shook like they’d give out at any moment. I had to keep running but I knew if I didn’t lose them soon I’d ..

I picked up the dry-cleaning, bought the milk and bread, headed home. I walked automatically, my thoughts far from the steps I took back tow..

The worst of the rain was over, it lay in great puddles that covered the tarmac and reflected the bleak sky. I was sat on a bench at the edg..

The air up here Is cold and thin It cools my throat When I breathe in, And when I breathe The air back out, A c..

I am not crazy. Jump. You used to be such a nice girl. I am. Do you know what you are? You used to be such a kind girl. ..