Katharine Pebworth

Southbank Stories

Jack was aimlessly wandering along the Southbank. He didn’t know where he intended to end up all he knew was that he was searching for something, anything. Anything to give his life a bit of meaning, give him a reason to stay on this earth. It’s not that he was suicidal as such, he was just feeling completely desolate, fed up and over life. Everything felt like such a chore. Ever since Amy left Jack couldn’t bring himself to do much other than work, sleep, repeat. He knew that it wasn’t healthy, he knew that he needed help, but he just didn’t know how.