Ready or Knot_In memory of Hanna_March, Before Dawn_THERE WAS ALWAYS A TRIGGER
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Ready or Knot
A war is being fought, treason is being committed, fires are eating the land. But far away from the madness, two young princesses enjoy their youth in a game of hide and go seek. Doris and Harriet, twins the same size are protected from the horrors of war because of their innocence. “Ready or not, here I come!” Doris ywww.onedoor.ccells. She begins her search through the castle. Checking every hallway, every room, every balcony. Harriet keeps herself tucked away in the kitchen inside a small cabinet. She knew her sister would never find her, she never does. Even with the help of the servants, they still co...
In memory of Hanna
Word Count: 2,984In Memory of HannaIt had been three months since the surprise party. Jakub was stunned when Hanna walked him into the room filled with dozens of friends wearing party hats and broad smiles. A pianist and a bona fide chanteuse with a Marlene Dietrich accent led the singing of Happy Birthday. A pair of waitresses served fancy appetizers and flutes of champagne. Hanging across the back wall behind the makeshift bar a banner read HAPPY BIRTHDAY JAKE EDELMAN – 73 YEARS YOUNG. Surrounded by his family, old friends, colleagues and neighbors, it was one of the happiest days of Jakub’s...
March, Before Dawn
I returned home like a fox running to earth, retreating to a place of unexpected safety. It was before dawn and the sky was turning blue at its seams. I took a breath of the night air; it was cool and clean and made me feel intensely awake. When had I last been here, six months or more, last Christmas, before? I could feel the debris of the city sloughing off me, streaming from my pores to be neutralised by the salt air. The hospital stink losing its grip and seeping away in the pre-dawn light.The door of the house was unlocked, which wasn’t unusual. I made my way upstairs and laid my bag care...
THERE WAS ALWAYS A TRIGGER
There was an astoundingly loud silence about Damian, not only was he the awkward kid in school but because he literally stood out like a sore thumb, his presence was acknowledged through non-acknowledgement. Damians peers knew he was there but didn’t like his vibe at all, this was continuously spoken about with other students and teachers alike. He had the title of “the creepy kid” and it wasn’t because he wore dark clothes, it was his energy, his energy was dark and unfamiliar to everyone around him. Damian always sat in the back of his class, even the teachers were not brave enough to ask hi...