Shapeshifter – Flash Fiction

He was stunned. The stranger in front of him looked exactly like the girl he dreamed about. She’s just a figment of my imagination, he thought to himself, she’s not real, just my dream. I’m just seeing things. She smiled at him and said hello. “You can’t be” he stated in a hushed tone, “you’re... Continue Reading →

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Itchy – Flash Fiction

Irritating, burning, itching. Every millimetre of her skin inflamed. Nails not long enough for a satisfactory scratch. Uncomfortable; agitated. Twisting, contorting, trying to reach, clawing at her own body. Breaking through epidermis. Bleeding. Skin falling to the floor. Long strips and small flakes. Freckles and hair follicles being scratched away. Itchy; itching; itched. Tight uncomfortable... Continue Reading →

Falling Stars – Flash Fiction

With a finger tracing over her skin, she connected the freckles, dot to dot on her arm, tracing out the constellation that she used to be a part of. A constellation forever changed because she was no longer apart of it; but there it was, upon her skin, preserving its place in history. A nod... Continue Reading →

A Writer’s World

The stark white and brightness of the café melted away the more she wrote. Leaving behind the real world, she entered her own of peace and solitude; her pen dutifully scribbling down the realms and worlds of her imagination, desperately trying to keep up. Her soul had taken a leap, and even though the pages... Continue Reading →

Growing Up

All children must eventually grow up. Some mature faster than others but it happens to them all. You just cannot stop it. As time moves forward, speeding through the present, making every second history, children get older. They become disinterested in their passions, swapping and changing them on a whim. Developing, learning, growing. Not so... Continue Reading →

28/365 – Charity Shop Blues

Day 28 - A little something inspired by my purchase of a book in a charity shop. Hope you like it... I sit here, rejected, on this shelf, surrounded by others who have been rejected too. Not good enough, not loved enough, maybe never even loved at all. We look out at the new world... Continue Reading →

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