Charlotte Dodd
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Writer from Northern Ireland
Creative Writing BA from Kingston University London
Anything Fantasy/Fairytale
Stories (2)
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Siren
She was still standing there when we made our way back down the beach. I walked Bailey past here at least an hour ago and this girl was stood in the same place, the water had come in closer to the end of her long skirt. She had her shoes in her hand and the waves lapped over her feet. Her long hair flowed in the wind as she just stared out at the water. She wore no coat, just a vest top. I could feel the chill from the ocean wind and had no idea how she had managed to handle it for so long.
By Charlotte Dodd5 years ago in Horror
Fortunes Agenda
Clem was pondering the laws of relativity from today’s lesson with Professor Sharpe whilst walking home from class. She stopped at the traffic lights as they turned amber. The girl next to her, who she couldn’t help but notice as she wore a floor length black dress, a large sunhat and sunglasses that were nearly as large, just ran on across. Clem herself wore a jacket and a woolen hat, as it was February, and the sun was nowhere to be seen. Some things fell from the bag on the girls back. Clem bent to retrieve the items, but before she could call the girl back, she looked up and seen her chunky soled boots peek from under her long flowing skirt and step onto the kerb opposite, and cars began whooshing past Clems face. She stood and took a step back from the traffic, clutching a small black notebook, and a velvet pouch.
By Charlotte Dodd5 years ago in Motivation
