Monthly Archives: November 2015

Changes. Short Story.

Marie sat in the dark. She didn’t want any light, when the lights were on she could see how she really looked. The way her skin was mottled, the way her fingers were twisted and bent, the writhing of her … Continue reading

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Parasite. Short Story.

Shelly’s stomach clenched as she heaved again, her stomach was sore and her throat burned, she gasped for breath, then threw up again. By now there was nothing but a thin, mucousy gruel, as it was there wasn’t much to … Continue reading

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Fortress. Short Story.

Helen pulled back the curtain and peered out onto the street. There was no one out there. At least, no one that she could see. She let the curtain fall back into place and opened her fridge. She would need … Continue reading

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Aftermath. Short Story.

“Well shit.” He looked down at her then pulled his phone from his pocket. “Hi, I’ve got another one. Yeah. Same place.” He hung up and put his phone away. They’d be here shortly. That was good at least. Matt … Continue reading

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The Smiles. Short Story.

It was the dog that signalled the start of it, though I didn’t realise it at the time. I was sitting in my kitchen, having a cup of coffee and reading the newspaper. The neighbours dog was at it again, … Continue reading

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The Flash. Short Story.

So writing stuff down is supposed to be a good way to get your thoughts in order and I really need to get them all in order because what I’m thinking makes no sense but it feels right. It sounds … Continue reading

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Clean Break. Short Story.

Charles stopped digging, his hands were sore, in places blisters were starting to form. He wiped the sweat from his brown, covering his forehead in muck. He leaned against the shovel, panting heavily. He didn’t know how long he had … Continue reading

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