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Idle Hands
I used to find train rides so boring. The wifi never worked. The seats were uncomfortable. The food was inedible, expensive slop. I hated that I had such long journeys, but the train was the only way to get to work. I, like many others, couldn’t afford to live in London, but after home working…
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Flashback – Deadman’s Island
Hi Mum, it’s me, Michelle. I’ve done something really stupid. If you’re hearing this, then I want you to know that I’m sorry. I’m so sorry Mum. I love you, and I’m sorry. I don’t know if this voice note will send, the signal isn’t great over here, but I hope it does. I really…
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Deal With The Devil
The devil makes work for idle hands, and idle hands are all you need, for with a little force and maybe some steel, you can find a thrill, in the skin of a sinner. Just close your eyes and take a breath, get your due, your pound of flesh, for you’ve been wronged, and life…
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Flashback – Spaghetti Man
I used to call him Spaghetti Man. It sounds so silly, but I was only a kid. I couldn’t express what I was seeing, and so, he became Spaghetti Man. He was there every night, when I closed my eyes. I’d pray to dream of something else, holding my teddy bear tightly and wishing for…
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Shadows Of A Promise
I never understood how she got out every night. I kept the keys in my hands, and in the morning, they were still trapped, tightly in my fist, but the door was unlocked, and Grandma was gone. Every single night. As the sun struggled to rise from its slumber, I’d slowly count in my head,…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 