She thought I was her imaginary friend. That’s what her parents tell her anyway.
“Come on Holly, we’re going to the beach!” Jasmine laughed, grabbing her favourite teddy and running out the door.
I can’t follow her. I can’t leave this house.
She thinks I’m her imaginary friend.
But I was real once.
Real and breathing and alive.
And now I’m trapped inside this house.
A spirit in the walls.
The lon...
“It’ll be fun, won’t it?” Elena asked Fiona excitedly.
“Sure.” Fiona smiled. She couldn’t think of anything worse. When Jake had first mentioned the ski trip she’d smiled and nodded and expected it to go into the pile of things he mentioned but that they never got round to doing. Except it didn’t. The next week he’d bombarded her with tickets. And now she was stuck.
“I’ve never been before, have y...
I stood on the balcony, looking out into the sea, a cup of tea warming my hands.
“This is ridiculous.” Jonah was in his bedroom, his phone wedged between his shoulder and his ear as he pulled on his trainers. “How can there be nothing new?” He paused to listen to the voice at the other end and shook his head.
“Fine, see you tomorrow.” Jonah threw his phone on the bed and came to stand besides me....
I clung to the side for dear life. I was terrified. I was higher than I’d ever been and was going even higher. I glanced at Sam. He was leaning over the side, actually leaning, with a massive grin on his face. He was loving it.
When he’d opened his birthday card from his parents and pulled out two tickets for a hot air balloon ride I’d groaned internally. I actually prayed, despite my non belief,...
Hope looked across the ruins and frowned. They were deserted, not a soul in sight.
“He’s gone.” Joseph told her.
“I knew he would be.” It was dark and the ruins were lit up by the moonlight, the stars twinkling above them.
“Any sign of what he was doing here?” She asked hopefully.
“No,” he replied “He was probably meeting someone.”
She nodded and ran her fingers through her hair.
“What shall we d...
It was all her fault. He’d told her someone was following him and she’d rolled her eyes and told him not to be silly. A tear rolled down her cheek. 𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙝𝙚?
Justine stood up and made her way to her brother’s room. She paused uncertainly outside his door. The police had searched it of course, but maybe they’d missed something; some important clue as to where he’d gone.
𝙊𝙧 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙝...