There’s a stillness in the air. A stillness that’s contagious, and sinister, like some kind of purgatory.

A damp scent rises from the earth as the crackle of energy fills the darkness. An electric purple flashes and a rumble rolls close by.

Small droplets of rain land on Barry’s shoulders, the droplets getting larger and falling harder. A strong gust of wind blows his curls back from his face as...

Bertie doesn’t look up when his name is called but he can feel people moving away from him like he is all of a sudden poisonous. The huge sigh encompasses him as he processes the fact he has been chosen. Chosen to die. To die in front of everyone, on TV, for their entertainment.

An arm reaches out and a hand brushes against his shoulder, perhaps the last moment of comfort before he meets his deat...

Francis stood at the end of the wooden walkway and stared out into the calmness the lake evoked. A soft breeze lifted his hair and blew it back from his face. Why more people didn’t come here was beyond him. Something about the water just ebbs away all sense of worry, anger, upset and even confusion.

Francis had been angry for a while, but visiting the lake made him feel better.

He walked back t...

I’m staring danger in the face yet I feel so calm. They must have heard me coming; such beauty in their power. Before me stand three tall white wolves, one standing closer to me than the others. They must have heard me coming, I can tell by the way their eyes are fixed on me.

I hold onto my hiking stick with both hands in front of me, my lower back is feeling the strain of the 45 minute hike I’ve...

Never thought I would feel like a pirate, but today that’s exactly how I feel. I don’t know who this card is from and I don’t know how it has managed to get delivered to me whilst on a cruise with my friends. But right now, in my hands, I’m staring at a crumpled map.

“Let me see.” Sam jostles in closer to me, her chin perched on my shoulder. She has never understood the concept of personal space....

I don’t know how long I’ve been chained in this room, but it feels like days. I was taken on Halloween, while my children were out trick-or-treating with their friends. I hate to think what happened when they returned home.

A bird pecks at the window pane and flies off, fleeing the disaster that hides in this worn out house.

The rotting flesh of the bodies dumped in the corner is making me feel ...

Freya giggled as I pushed the swing higher. I ran round to the front and pretended to grab her feet and she flung her head back and chuckled. This is what I lived for - the happy moments - the memories that will stay forever.

I wonder if my mother still has these memories, if she ever pushed me on a swing, if she ever wanted to see me laugh. I can’t ask her these questions because I have no idea ...

She didn’t tell me she knew him. She must have kept it secret for a reason. This photo shows her in a different light, she’s a different person; perhaps he made her feel better than I do now.

“How do you know him?” I glare into her eyes, challenging her for the correct answer.

She rubs her nose. Something I’ve noticed she does when she feels uncomfortable. “He’s a friend from years ago.” Shes cr...

Don’t look back. Don’t look back. I can’t seem to get enough air into my lungs. I can’t think clearly. The water splashes onto the boat with each paddle fiercly plummeting into the river as I try to increase the distance between us.

As I glance back, their silhouette sails boldly behind me, stark against the sunset in the background. The calm before the storm.

I face back in front, breathing out...

It’s a good job I’m not the kind of girl who wears heels, even though I could do with being a few inches taller. There’s no way I would make it across the rocky terrain I call my garden with the sharp edges of rocks jutting out of the ground. Its like walking over a neverending pile of plugs - and we all know how much stepping on one plug hurts!

Instead, I’m sitting here tying the laces on my tru...