Broken Vases_The Silent Strand_Harry's Hell Hole_What Would You Do?
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Broken Vases
The vase at the centre of my parent's living room is not the same as I remember. It lacks the crack that was there, that I put there. I stare at it, the red vase holding fake flowers that don't need water.The house is quiet,but I can still hear screams, and the vase at the centre of the table makes it worse, bringing back memories. "Mommy!" I push past the toys on the floor, swinging my hands and knocking off the vase at the centre of the table as I run towards my mother in excitement. Before I can get any closer she shrieks, pushing me to the side while she hurries to her vase. I don't see th...
The Silent Strand
Trigger warning: graphic violence Marcus quieted his breathing as he hid under the bed. The bedroom he was in was massive. There was a four-poster bed in the centre, the walls were white, and there was a massive television. He was grateful the owners of the house had forgotten to turn their television off when they left. The blasting audio made his heavy breathing almost silent in the recesses of the house.He glanced at his watch. Any minute now. Lucy and her worthless husband would be back from their weekly bingo nights. He’d been watching Lucy for a while, observing her work, understanding h...
Harry's Hell Hole
Harry sat alone in the main office of The Brag newspaper, the glow from his desk lamp amplified the darkness surrounding him. He gazed out the window at the neon city below, his eyelids feeling heavier by the minute. Knowing another strong cup of coffee was not an antidote for lack of sleep he decided it was time to pack up and leave. He gathered together the files he’d been working on and with his forearm brushed them into his bag, zipped it up, put on his jacket and headed for home. Each bulb in the long corridor leading to the elevator automatically turned on and off as he passed beneath it...
What Would You Do?
Hey there. My name is Rosalie Parks. I was always an ordinary girl. I read books, watched television, went to school, got bullied, wrote stories, etc. I was always one of those people who wanted to be famous. I wanted everyone to know me and scream my name and if you can believe it, it became true. You know except for the fact that I'm living that dream from a dead girl's life.Whoa, right?Let me lead you to the moments my life had changed - forever."Hey look everyone, it's Rosalie." One idiot says."She looks so pretty." A bimbo adds."She's so great."www.onedoor.cc Another says."I love your outfit!" Someone ...