Smouldering by Elizabeth Averay Running, running, running. Can’t stop. Must keep going. Have to make it. Not allowed to fail. To fail is to die – that’s what Granddad always says. So I keep running. I have to, they are after me. Two days ago I showed them what it’s like to be under ‘fire’.Continue reading “Spook-tober: Day 15”
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