Still Rough

The CVID has been in full swing the past few weeks. It only started with a sore throat, but by gosh I'm weak. It went on to flu and now an infection. My chest is collapsing, please give me some medicine. The next stage pneumonia, bronchitis, sepsis? This isn't fair, why should I except this?... Continue Reading →

21 again.

Oh, if I was 21 again, I would do things so differently. If I was 21 again, I would do life so much better! I would leave the heathen I lived with. Not let him hurt me ever! I was young, in love and not so very clever. I'd start doing the things I loved... Continue Reading →

Randoms at the Door.

There we go again. Randoms at the door. It's happening so much again, it's hard to ignore. But if I react or answer it, I know things will get worse. Its like living in this flat of mine is just a massive curse. The people who have been here before, frequent when they're drunk. Only... Continue Reading →

Party (Ch12)

This is a fictional story. Chapter 12 of 'Death of a Teddy' It was the big night, and the flat was a buzz. I was excited. We would get them at last. I anxiously waited for Jack to arrive, whilst downstairs the party rocking into the night. 20's and 30's of people squeezed into a... Continue Reading →

Dad (Ch7)

Again this is a fictional story these are not true events. Please enjoy 🙂 My body was burning when I heard him call my name, I felt like a dirty, disgusting stain. How could he be lying there completely comatose. Next to a field of men doing, well goodness knows? I could feel the tears... Continue Reading →

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