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DISCLAMER: contains topics such as war, and loss A Month At The Front When I came home, everything was the same. The house still carried that familiar scent, a mixture of floor wax and my mother’s cooking. My father was there of course, with his hand wrapped around a glass of red wine. He had been drinking more lately; he was a quiet and retired man who had found a way of disappearing into the furniture, fading into the background until he was just another shadow in the corner. My mind drifted back to the kitchen. My mum was so proud of that...
24 years underwater The swash whispered as the wave broke onto the shore, a delicate, rhythmic sigh that felt like the Earth was breathing with me. The seafoam, light as spun sugar, washed across the rigid pebbles in a gentle, bubbling lace before retreating to the deep. As another tide came, it felt majestic and mysterious, a vast expanse that was so empty yet so full of life all at the same time like a liquid desert made of dreams. I stared at that blue. It was a regal azure colour, the kind of shade that belonged in a stained glass window...
Friday 13th(true story) Friday 13th, the moment I have been waiting for, I had to do it. It was just a text, just a text, I repulsively repeated to myself as my fingers tapped rapidly across the keyboard. The moment I have been stressing for all week, what might happen, our friendship, everything we built together, the plans we made where we did everything together, it was time.SendI clicked it, no going back, just re-reading it to myself as the words pound in my head. ‘Hey Amélie so I’ve been thinking about this for a while and I was going ...
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