Dante Child Part 2 of 4

Chapter 2 Looking in my mirror I play with my hair, I am trying to see the best way to style it to hide all the bruises. Bruises upon bruises, my face resembling a rainbow with all shades of skin from the varying degrees of healing. I would put make up on to hide them,... Continue Reading →

Dante Child Part 1 of 4

Chapter 1 *Crack* Another bear like hit from my oh so loving father, this one so forceful it made my neck pop. “What did I tell you girl! What did I tell you!” he bellows at me, about a millimetre away from my nose, his spit moistening my face. “What did I tell you! Answer... Continue Reading →

The Redhead

So, I don’t need to introduce myself by now do I? You all know me and what I do, right? You’ve read ‘First Thoughts’ and ‘Snooker Hall’ to understand my mindset: I am a 50% killer! And by that I mean I kill 50% of the population, ‘men’ to spell it out for you. The... Continue Reading →

The Picture in the Attic: PART 1 of 3

This place is black, completely void of light; silent, damp and cold. An area where your eyes pulsate trying to grasp onto images for deciphering, onto any object which could give you clues as to where you are. The darkness engulfs this chamber with enthusiasm, the room embraces it, enjoys it even, along with the... Continue Reading →

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