Day #3 – In the Spirit It’s a run-down old mansion. Vines and creeper crawling over crumbling walls, shattered windows resembling broken, rotted teeth, and the roof pocked with holes and carpeted with mould. The stairs leading to the front door are rickety and unstable, the path from the gate is uneven and sprouting weeds.Continue reading “12 Days of Christmas…Fear”
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12 Days of Christmas…Fear
Day 2: The Gift – by Elizabeth Averay They say it is better to give than receive. But at Christmas we do both. Having the whole family over to my place this year, not only do I have to have the house and garden ready, I need to cook the food, provide drinks, extra rubbishContinue reading “12 Days of Christmas…Fear”
12 Days of Christmas…Fear
Day 2: The Gift – by Amber Averay My Uncle Maxie was always the black sheep of the family – he never really fit in, and revelled in it. My parents used to despair that he encouraged me to be unique, and a free thinker, and to own my differences. I laughed at them, becauseContinue reading “12 Days of Christmas…Fear”
12 Days of Christmas…Fear: Day 1
Silent Night by Elizabeth Averay When I was little Christmas was all about presents, food, and more presents, Santa and his reindeer as well as the elves. Now it’s all shopping, making the food, putting up decorations and hiding gifts for the children so they can have a magical Christmas. I tell you, getting olderContinue reading “12 Days of Christmas…Fear: Day 1”
12 Days of Christmas…Fear: Day 1
Silent Night by Amber Averay My first Christmas in my own place. It was something I’d longed for growing up – never having anything of my own, being shuttled from home to home, bumped from family to family. In the end I stopped trying to create relationships or build a life anywhere, because it seemedContinue reading “12 Days of Christmas…Fear: Day 1”
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