Ulga stared at Mr Thomason from where she had fallen, his punch did not show, did not mar the beauty of her young face. Her school bag lay covering her indecency, the skirt was too short and her shoes too mature a style. He turned away from accusing green eyes. ‘You will not wear such […]
The air was thicker here somehow, Ashly tried to think rationally. Pain lanced through his body and he knew another one of him had died. Obliterated, gone and lost forever, no relief that it wasn’t him just the dull ach that it always left. How long? How long now had he been living this nightmare? […]
Every night I prepare for my death, every night it is the same, I feel no panic as I sink into myself. I feel nothing but sensation, not good nor bad just sensation. Now it is the slip slide of stockings over my legs or the roughness of the heavy sequins as I shift the […]
I thought instead of putting anymore story starters up I would do something a bit different for a while and instead I thought I would post three pictures of mine as sort of writing stimuli – so basically feel free to write stories about these images 🙂