Hello there

I’ve no care

Time to spare

Writer beware

Where are you from

Lots to overcome

Life’s redone

Care for no one

Today is today

Smiles the cares away

Try not to sway

All is a-okay

Tessa🦋...

‘The Great Plague is no more!!!’ Sia shrieked, as tears fell like crystals across her face.

The Plague had killed, destroyed, eliminated everything and everyone. Seeing a human was like finding a rare gem.

People nowadays complain about wearing a mask, but everyday a gas mask was glued to Sia’s face.

‘Am I really free…Mister?’ She softly asked.

‘No…look at your gas mask…’ I sternly say.

Sia ...

Nobody else could see him. But I could. I woke up , to a strange voice coming through my wall. I didn't recognise it, so I went to have a look in the next room. To my surprise, sitting on the bed, looking most bewildered was a boy, around my age, in ragged clothes and an old cap. He looked like he had been down a mine or something. He was filthy!

“Hello, where have you come from?” I ask, not real...

Nick took a step back admiring his work. He had been restoring a painting of a very handsome man, circa late 1800s England, and he was almost finished. He had stitched the canvas back together and the only thing left was a few minor touch ups. The artist was a little-known fellow by the name of Basil Hallward who went missing some years after this painting. It was a gorgeous painting, and the subj...

“Who arrrre you and wherrre am I?”

I had the shock of my life when I got up that morning. I tried to grasp his words and make sense of them to reply, but both my brain and tongue were tied. When I finally had a look at him I immediately realised who he was. White skin, sharp canines, a black cape hanging from his shoulders and asking about Transylvania… It could only be the infamous Count Dracula...

I heard a noise and went to the spare room, opening the door. To my shock there was a random guy laying there on the bed.

He had a turban on, and the most magnificent set of silk house robes with these shiny, ornate golden stitches.

I said “hello” and he stirred into a confused wakefulness and said “where am I?” to which I replied “you are in my house in Seville sir. Now would you mind telling ...

I didn’t think much of it when I first heard the “thump” in my upstairs bedroom. In fact, my first thought was that that old lamp must have finally fallen. I ignored it and went back to my laptop, until a startled female voice caught my ears.

“Sister? Wherever have you gone, sister?”

I hesitated, wondering if perhaps my ears had deceived me. I had read a children’s book the night before to my n...

I was fixing coffee when I heard it. There was a thud and then the unmistakable sound of footsteps above me. I stopped grinding the coffee beans, thinking maybe my ears were playing tricks on me but then I heard a voice tentatively say, “Hello? Anybody there? Where am I?”

In a rush it all came back to me. I had driven home after a pretty intense night of partying at Ben’s and found this woman...

While i was reading the book of harry potter i found that the room vibrates starlets me and the book os full of the bright.I averted my eyes and trying to recognise what is happening

I looked around is that you

Yes it’s me

Harry potter i know you will my friend

His chances had improving aftermath for life

He is little guy with a stick with old fashioned clothes and broken glass sultaned with...

I’ve always just loved reading.

I’ve been told stories of me hunting for books, stealing books from strangers, and just looking at the ‘scribbles’ and start babbling things I think they said, when I was two years old.

It’s been a long time and I still cherish my love for books.

One day, I finished Little Women for the eighth time. I was reading in my favorite chair outside. It was night, moon...