Ashleigh Holmes
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Married mother of an adorable little girl who keeps me on my toes. I love art, craft, photography and food. I love to write about parenting and the trials I have struggled with, and also photography as an outlet for lifelong anxiety.
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Shadows of the Past. AI-Generated.
Elena Pierce had always been bright. She excelled in her studies, particularly in the realm of technology, where she found a refuge from the tumultuous memories of her childhood. The memory of a summer afternoon that cast a shadow over her life remained vivid. She had been only six years old, playing in her grandmother's backyard, when the neighbor’s dog—a massive, snarling beast—had lunged at her, knocking her to the ground. Its teeth grazed her arm before her grandmother scared it away. Though her physical wounds healed, the psychological scars ran deep.
By Ashleigh Holmesabout a year ago in Fiction
Jessie's Lesson
With a final shudder, the little, red Daewoo came to a grinding halt. Plumes of thick, red dust swirled up through the windows before finally settling on Jessie's blonde hair. She was stuck in the middle of nowhere, and it was like the sun had come to earth—it was that hot.
By Ashleigh Holmes2 years ago in Fiction
Weathering the Storm: A Mother's Journey
The soft light of dawn filtered through the curtains, casting a gentle glow across the room as I stirred from my slumber. Another day stretched out before me, filled with the promise of laughter, love, and the occasional tantrum. For nestled within the chaos of motherhood was a truth I had long since accepted – my daughter Darcy was both my greatest joy and my greatest challenge.
By Ashleigh Holmes2 years ago in Families
Under the Vale
This is the sequel to https://shopping-feedback.today/criminal/under-the-vale Vince stood frozen, his heart pounding in his chest as he surveyed the scene before him. His father lay on the bed, his once robust frame now diminished, frail and hooked up to an array of medical equipment. The sight sent a jolt of shock and disbelief through Vince's veins, his mind struggling to process the gravity of the situation.
By Ashleigh Holmes2 years ago in Criminal
Blue Bear No More
Thump. The sound as I hit the road. I had felt a massive gust of air than the hard, unforgiving feel of the bitumen road of the highway. I felt discarded. Traffic whizzed past me, oblivious to my plight. My owner now far away down the long highway, no doubt upset, but didn't return. What would become of me now? That was the question.
By Ashleigh Holmes2 years ago in Fiction
