I put pen to paper dreaming of the end.

Why is it when writing time always seems to bend.

You dream about the story being told.

But then your imagination gets bold.

I played around and messed about.

Although most of the time I just wanted to shout.

I went through the highs and went through the lows.

And quite often me and my mind came to blows.

But when it was all said and done.

And the story ...

It had been a normal day, and that terrified her more than anything.

Deep breath. In, out. In, out.

Cathy sat down on the sofa. ‘The doors are locked.’ She said to her self for the hundredth time. Pushing her self up once more she walked over to the front door of her flat. Reaching out she touched the chain that was slid all the way across. She moved her hand to the dead bolt, it was on. ‘See y...

Staring at the starts at night when I was young.

Full of wonder and hope.

You could not hear the birds of the day that sung.

“Come inside.” My mother said, I always shook my head. “Nope.”

Getting older the sky’s provided mystery and excitement.

Learning what could be up there.

Unlike this world, the sky is no place for confinement.

A place to be explored, if you dare.

There is much to learn ab...

The messy room is in my house

It’s a room with toys all over.

There wouldn’t even be room for a mouse

But it makes me feel like I found my four leaf clover.

I pack things away for a split second

To turn around and see them out again.

But still “I am so lucky.” I reckoned.

There is so much fun in here to gain.

My messy room is filled with stuff

But filled with little people too.

I will never...

“It going to be fine.” It would be those five words that still rang in the head of fourteen year old Kelly the next morning. But for now she following two of her friends across the small wooden walkway that was placed along the cold water. The tide was low and although non of them knew exactly when that would change, all of them suspected it would be a while. Living in the town it had been somethi...

Kindness that runs so deep within you that it shine like a beacon on a pitch black night....

Olivia.

I ran towards the train station, I knew with everything that had happened this morning that there was a huge chance that I would miss this. Please let the train still be there, I couldn’t miss it. Running through the double doors of the station I headed straight for platform four. I had been counting down the days for this journey all week, possibly longer and this was my one chance, I co...

The body lay cooling on the ground as his footsteps moved away. He felt elated as he ran, he had just done the thing he had waited years to do....

A friend is a person you should always trust.

Someone you can turn too.

They should never tell anyone what you discuss.

And they should always just be there for you.

But what if that person is not who they seem.

What if they have lied in the past.

Can they ever be a real part of your team?

Can you trust them with those secrets that are vast?

This is a story that explores that meaning.

If someone...

I moved forward on the broken up red path. I honestly thought that it would look better than this. My heaven, the one that I always imagined, I would walk the path of peace. One that was lightly coloured and surrounded by such beauty. The smell of the wild flowers that grew on either side, and birds that greeted me with their song as I traveled up to the gates that waited for me. But this path was...