It was the fall that surprised me most.
After the murder I found it hard to recall what happened in my personal life but only remembered other things. The a...
It was the fall that surprised me most. I watched as the sofa slid down the stairs of the women's dorm, I rushed down...
It was a surpise to discover that grandad's home disappeared down the sink hole. The ground literally swallowed him u...
Thank God the image was blurred thought Johnston looking over his daughter's shoulder. She had accidentally found his...
I stepped into the bathroom, which was green. There was a tape player and it was playing Chinese gongs. There was a s...
Harold finally decided to turn his life around while he was standing in front of the elevator. Even though his meet...
Writer · Americans · Hemingway
Sitting at a desk with pen in hand. "It's us against the world." "Watch out, America." The circle of faces tight...
I was an optimist. I thought that I, like Hemingway, could weave my influence between countries, live in the welcomin...
He couldn't see through the rain. The rain covered everything in sight, like a thick veil of mosquito netting had bee...
As the walked along a long fenced pathway, she told Martin, that she was bringing him to a refugee camp, and that she...
She pulled her head back from the binoculars, a scowl on her face. The were all over the streets, and it was only a m...
The fat girl at Kentucky Fried Chicken touched my forehead with the palm of her hand. Her skin was oily and she had p...
Half naked and desperate, the child climbed the thin bars of the door, her cage, staring at the world outside. Her ri...
It was difficult getting to people to understand that actually you wanted to be in the cage. That the cage was the sa...
The first few days she hadn't noticed the bars. She'd noticed very little about her surroundings other than that they...
It was a gloomy day in the middle of no where all i could see was piles upon piles of hay, it felt late and i ont kno...
The fields were parched. There was no water. Where was the rain, she wondered as she stared across the cracked land...
I'll miss the way the breeze would blow hair into his eyes, and the way I would brush it away, asking him when he was...
You know this comforting feeling of nostalgia? It always catches me up, when I look at old pictures, just like this. ...
"I hope we never grow up," Kate said. "We will," answered Petra, "But we don't need to grow old." The memories of th...
An old sepia photo can be a bullet. It can tear through the lineup of neurons, neatly lined up like socks on a bed. I...
In hindsight, the solution was obvious.
In hindsight, the solution was obvious. It was the one time Watson had solved the case before I had. He teased me abo...
The idea that bad luck happens when a black cat crosses your path is completely ridiculous. Maybe if the creature tri...
I saw it then, I see it now but somehow the access or more the feeling of ownership yes the feeling of ownership over...
The conversation lasted two words:
The conversation lasted two words: "Too much." Too much pain? Too much regret? Too much suffering. And who's? From tw...
I am trying to make up words as I tremble in Fear. I can feel the first drop of sweat starting to run down my face. H...
"I'm sorry", the two words that shattered her world. She let the dial tone ring out, as a hot tear ran down her cheek...
An intuitive, perceptive girl with an eye for detail · Someone who knows something about her that she doesn't · Find out what he knows, and make sense of it
She turns around, but he has vanished again. She weighs the pros and cons of speaking before opening her mouth. "I ca...
"So you're saying you didn't see Willie Mason leaving the store Friday night?" PI Dot Post eyed the man sitting in he...
I'm fine No really. Really really! I'm not being aggressive. NO, I'm NOT! I am NOT shouting. I'm perfectly Ok...