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The Chef's Secret
It’s 5am. I roll out from my steel bunkbed and straight into the kitchen. I pour the grey oats into a bucket-like saucepan, followed by pints of sickly milk, watching as it sank into the stew like an english marsh. I closed my eyes. I felt the resistance of the gruel as I pushed the wooden spoon through it in slow circles, my mind’s eye picturing it as being some sort of sweet potato and butternut squash soup with just hints of coriander and wafts of tabasco. Every morning, I take these few minutes of peace to just stand here and dream of my life before, outside these prison walls. The money, the fame, the food… Was it better to have it all, however briefly, than to have never had it at all?
By Bibi Lucille5 years ago in Criminal
About Face
Hannah was the only thing that shone bright on that overcast morning. In fact, she was the highlight of any type of day. Her hazel eyes glittered, her brown hair glistened, and her smile radiated exuberance, curiosity, and innocence. At two, she had already charmed the entire neighborhood and by four—her age that day—the parents at her pre-K school often marveled at not just her beauty, but her innate kindness. Their remarks always made me smile with maternal pride, though I sometimes felt slighted on behalf of Sydney who, while perhaps more guarded and slightly tomboyish, was equally good-natured and incredibly bright, but did not generate the same praise as her younger sister.
By Katherine Silvey Bates5 years ago in Criminal
The Freak Accident
I had just left the office to pick up Simon's lunch order from the café in the town canter. He has a standing order there of a ham and cheese toastie, a croissant with jam and cream, black coffee with room for milk, 4 shortbread biscuits and a bottle of water to wash it all down with, for me to collect by 13:15, 6 days a week. The café was happy to have the business I'm sure, as it's always empty when I walk in to pick up the basket they insist on putting his order in, but I have never questioned why; and Simon always gives me a £50 note to tip them with whenever I go. He's rich enough too.
By Jess Bennett5 years ago in Criminal
A 'Little Black Book'
Day 1 The year 2020, had been a very trying year for most in these United States.. but, for Malcolm.. unbeknownst to everyone else in his small community.. the year 2020 had been… let’s just say, “quite giving”, in the strangest of ways.
By Muhammad Hakim II5 years ago in Criminal
A little black book
“Wake up sleeping beauty!” In his life, Frank had been called many things, but beauty was not one of them. Growing up had been hard, as it had been for a lot of kids from his neighborhood. His father had left shortly after his birth, and his mother had become bitter and angry at being strapped with a young child. She often told Frank that being his mother was the worst thing that could have happened to her. Frank was very certain that being her son was actually worse, so he escaped home when he was 15.
By Sarah Elizabeth Cunningham5 years ago in Criminal
The Hack of a New Generation
Inside a diner people are casually having a nice meal and it’s the usual hustle and bustle of a lunch rush. A young woman in a dress is talking to someone on the phone and eyes a young handsome man, Joseph in a blue suit. A shot is fired, and the man sitting next to Joseph falls into his burger dead.
By Elizabeth Findley5 years ago in Criminal









