Day 2: Mix Up – by Amber Averay ‘You’re weak!’ her brother spat, tossing her favourite book, sans cover, to the floor and crouching over her. ‘Ma and Pop should have just left you in the snow as a baby – then I wouldn’t have to deal with you. You’re pathetic!’ Dolly’s ma, leaning inContinue reading “25 Days of Terror”
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25 Days of Terror
Day Two: Mix Up – by Elizabeth Averay Coming to, I see…nothing. Reaching out, I can feel a smooth curved wall around me, and a flat base and top which I hit my head on trying to stand up. I feel a sinking sensation, and hear constant groans. What is going on?? Rubbing my soreContinue reading “25 Days of Terror”
25 Days of Terror
Day 2 The Mix Up His favorite color used to be green–now it was blue. It seemed like such a small thing, but as his twin–I would know. You don’t just wake up one morning and forget nearly everything about you’re life. He called me our sister’s name. He claimed it was an innocent mistake,Continue reading “25 Days of Terror”
25 Days of Terror
Day 1 The Original My fingers twitched at his unabashed arrogance. I did what I could to contain my rage. To hear him tell it, he was the savior to all, and deserved to be venerated for it without question… The fawning and adoration all who gathered displayed, was almost too much to bear. But,Continue reading “25 Days of Terror”
25 Days of Terror
Day One, The Original – by Elizabeth Averay Waking to whispered voices, my room is ice cold; breath coming out of me like a heavy fog. ‘Another room.’ ‘There’s another room.’ ‘Find our room.’ ‘Another room.’ Whispered echoes surround me. Diving out of bed for the door I run, checking the rest of the house.Continue reading “25 Days of Terror”
My Writing Buddy
We all need a helping hand from time to time. I didn’t realize how true that was until quite recently. I don’t talk about myself much, because I want to focus on my writing and bring joy and entertainment through my words. But, this winter has been difficult, and I know I’m not the onlyContinue reading “My Writing Buddy”
A Fortnight of Lust
Day #14: Couple’s Retreat by Amber Averay ‘I really don’t have time for this,’ she said again, wincing as he tied the blindfold over her eyes and caught some strands of red hair in the knot. He’d pulled to the side of the road to cover her eyes, wanting ‘it’ to be a complete surprise.Continue reading “A Fortnight of Lust”
A Fortnight of Lust: Day 14
Couples Retreat By Dominick May Looking into my husband’s eyes, I reached out and took his hand. “They’re coming, are you ready. If they catch us, we lose.” Two steps and over the cliff towards the lagoon below. Wind rushed upwards us and made the short drop feel twice as far. With a big splash,Continue reading “A Fortnight of Lust: Day 14”
A Fortnight of Lust: Day 14
Couples Retreat He’d wanted to take me to a beach where the sand was warm and soft. I said no. His intentions were nice, but I couldn’t help the fact I longed for more. I wanted adventure. He was unsure, but he was confident any time away from real life would be good. He wouldContinue reading “A Fortnight of Lust: Day 14”
A Fortnight of Lust: Day 13
Together Again I saw you standing on the stair, The light was shining on your hair, You looked good, And for a moment I thought we could, Get together again. Still, I let the the moment elapse, My pendant I did clasp, You broke my heart, So, I wouldn’t start, The cyle over. You leftContinue reading “A Fortnight of Lust: Day 13”
Scribble City: Write Now 