Bird Brained_I CAN SEE YOU_Twenty Seven Is More Than a Number_Elle's Drummer Drumming
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Bird Brained
“Did you know–”‘Why do all his sentences have to start with ‘did you know’?’ Mrs. Miller wondered.“Did you know there’s a part of your brain that means you can lie?”Mrs. Miller had just been passing through her lounge room when her son had stopped her to ask this. She had a pile of folded washing in her arms and she looked down at him, sitting in her armchair in front of the television, looking up at her with marked eagerness. The TV was playing some sort of scientific documentary; no surprise to her. She sighed. Jeff was only six. Her other children hadn’t even known where in their body their...
I CAN SEE YOU
They say that bad times can fall on anybody at any time but at this time in my life, I had come to the conclusion that I was a favorite of target of bad times, whenever there was no one else available. Maybe because I chose a life of crime, so I just kept going from committing one crime to another which led to one cell to another. This was the life I was destined to have. At least that's what I thought until one summer day while reading the morning paper an article caught my attention. It was something fantastic. Something real, not rumored or internet gossip. It made a man like me who was a...
Twenty Seven Is More Than a Number
“Let’s go for a walk”. My mum and dad looked at me as if I’d gone crazy. They knew that I didn’t like walking anywhere and they didn’t care for it much either. After a brief silence Dad said. “Okay. I just need a piss first” He finished his beer, put the empty bottle on the coffee table next to the empty KFC boxes, took a final drag on his cigarette and waddled off to the toilet. Why had I suggested that? I did hate walking but I was still angry with them. Dad mostly, and I thought “That’ll show ‘em”. Dad came back and said “Where are we gonna go, I still don’t know much about ‘round here?”. M...
Elle's Drummer Drumming
His head was spinning, his vision was blurring, his ears were ringing.Will was experiencing a sensation he wasn’t used to and, to be perfectly honest, wasn’t all that comfortable with. If anyone asked the question, Will would deny what was plain to see: he was drunk. Very drunk.Will had drunken alcohol before, he’d even smoked a few cigarettes before. He’d never been caught, as technicwww.onedoor.ccally sixteen is too young for either activity, but in his secondary school there were always ways to get them.This feeling though, being drunk, didn’t feel like what other people in his year had described at hous...