Clelia l portsmouth
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im a 32 year old artist and armature writer, my dream would be to publish a book one day. I focus on mainly horror short stories written in the first person.
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John removed the arm he had been using as a sun shield and shifted his aching head back onto his backpack. He took in a long shuddering breath; his eyes stung from tears. The faint sound of footsteps pacing below echoed in the silence. The fact that he had made it through another night didn’t fill John with appreciation anymore. One more day alive was one less with Holly.
By Clelia l portsmouth5 years ago in Fiction
Why I no longer take in packages for my neighbours
I’m lucky, I guess. I inherited my parents’ farmhouse in the British northern countryside after they decided life would be better spent in the south of France. It was bittersweet at the time, I was super excited to be living on my own, a full home all to myself with zero effort. Buuut I was 18, just out of sixth form, no job no real way to maintain the house. I knew it was going to be hard but the thought of getting an actual job straight out of school was still pretty crap. I was hoping id get a few years draining the parents dry before I had to be a big girl. That’s when I met Todd. Todd lived in the next house over from me, which was surprising as I hadn’t actually noticed anyone move in.
By Clelia l portsmouth5 years ago in Horror
