by Anita Kovacevic The sky was cloudy today. Not gloomy, but fluffy white clouds. Just the way Meg liked it. Cloud watching had recently become her favourite pastimes. Mummy was gone now, that awful car crash taking her life, and Meg was devastated. She looked back over her shoulder at her dad who was conducting his… Continue reading Cloudbursting
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The Inkwell
by Patrick ElliotThe nurse woke me when my heart monitor slowed again. One good thing about this “home for the geriatricly re-enabled” is the nurses. They ensure we don’t die in our sleep, mostly. Some of my fellow inmates hate that. I’d rather go out on my feet. I write in this journal every day;… Continue reading The Inkwell
Dawn (a short story)
Good story, strangely sad. Who is this man? What did he do?
The Way of Things
by Paul White The ping-pong ball bounced as it hit the edges of the glass bowls, eventually falling between them and onto the counter top. This game was not as easy as it looked. But why was I surprised? After all, this was the traveling fair and they were here to take as much money… Continue reading The Way of Things
A Silent Joy
by Amanda HamiltonMary sat at her counter top in her kitchen; a cup of coffee cupped in her hand and marvelled at the last few weeks. How stupid she had been. It had all started the week before Christmas… “Oh no, she’s doing it again,” thought Mary as she walked past her neighbour’s house.… Continue reading A Silent Joy
Mr Harrington, by Paul White
Something astounding happened yesterday that I have to tell you about. I was standing at the kitchen sink, washing the dishes from lunch and gazing out of the window as I did so. In the corner of the kitchen, little Jack was playing with his favourite toy, a fabric clown. I could see Jack’s delight… Continue reading Mr Harrington, by Paul White
Moon Blanket
by Karen J Mossman The first time I saw him, he was standing on the pavement ahead of me. He was either waiting for someone or watching something. He scared me from the get-go. Standing over 6 feet tall he was bald-headed with a large neck and biceps bigger than my thighs. He was wearing… Continue reading Moon Blanket
Childhood Pranking!
When I was a child in the early 70s, life was very different. We lived by different standards and things that are considered gross now, were acceptable back then. As a treat, my mum bought our dog a pig’s head from the butchers, although I don’t think the dog was that impressed. But my brother… Continue reading Childhood Pranking!
Spooky Stories
Some years ago my sister said that she believed she had a ghost of a little boy in her house. During the years, she would tell me different things that had happened. It wasn't frightening and he wasn't malicious, just mischievous, she felt. Eventually, she sought help from a medium to get rid of him… Continue reading Spooky Stories
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