Never Give Up Hope_Not your usual shipboard affair_As His Alter_Liar Liar
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Never Give Up Hope
Before I met Louise, I knew I would not like her; so would make it my duty to be a pain in the neck to her. She would be just like all the others; only after the money. Why else would she chowww.onedoor.ccose to take on someone else’s kid.They made me wait outside the interview room, like a naughty child, whilst they discussed me behind my back. All nicey nicey, chitty chatty talking about me as if I were a puppy being rescued from the dogs’ home. Maybe they thought that because I came from a broken home and my mum is a junkie that I was deaf as well.I could hear Rachel through the door saying, “Sarah is a ...
Not your usual shipboard affair
They met on a cruise ship. A man and a woman whose paths would never have crossed in their everyday life. They were very different people with very different lives, they didn't even live in the same country. But this is not the usual boy meets girl on a cruise ship story. This was not a romance, it was a meeting of minds, of emotions, of need. And you can’t help but wonder what inexplicable forces bring two people like this together.Martin was a 45 year old surgeon. He was trapped in an unsatisfying marriage (his words), unhappy with his life and travelling alone. Searching for something, but ...
As His Alter
Did you know how it feels like to be born not as your own person, but as the fragmentation of other person memories and personality? Well, I did. And it sucked. I barely interacted with the outside world and was forced to witness everything through his eyes. The only time I interacted with the outside world is when my original got too stressed out and sick that I had to switch place with him. And when I did, I was always overridden with rage and impulsive reactions. I very rarely thought clearly. But that didn’t mean I never try. I just simply embodied the most broken part of my original.What’...
Liar Liar
It was thirty-five years since he’d qualified as a teacher, and the Reunion Dinner was being held to mark forty years since the college opened. Paul stood behind two or three others waiting to register their arrival at the Reception desk. The others all had small cases with them, suggesting they were from out of town and would be staying in the halls left vacant during the summer vacation. Paul lived nearby, and had decided against the residential option. Mentally, he shrugged. The phrase “que sera, sera” floated through his mind – and apparently through his lips, though unintentionally. The g...