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Open Your Eyes

Not everything is as it seems

It’s that moment when you know you’re being watched; when an invisible hand reaches into your dreams and drags you back to reality. The shock sends your heart racing, the panic intensifying when inner voices whisper, Don’t make a sound, something’s not ri...

I'm Still Alive

My time should have been up long ago, but I'm still here...I'm Still Alive

The impact was sudden and fierce. But the fear didn’t set in until I saw the vehicle that rear-ended me rolling toward me. “I’m not ready to die,” I prayed out loud. Then I closed my eyes and let faith wash over me. When I opened my eyes again, the silver...

Something

Something was outside her new house

Something flew past the bedroom window as Shannon closed it for the night. The dark shape went by quickly, so quickly that Shannon could not really see what it was. Startled, she jumped back. “Probably just a bat or bird,” the young woman muttered as she...

Felix's New View

Felix overcomes his fear of heights, and apparently everything else, at the carnival

‘What a view.’ Felix never imagined that thought would ever cross his mind while looking down from a Ferris Wheel, probably because he had always kept his eyes shut. Earlier, the yin and yang of excitement and trepidation had pulled at him when he and his...

Early warning

A new experience of fear

Early 1940. Siren’s mournful wailing, signalling, Our first air raid. Fearfully looking at me, she switched off all the lights Then she came to hug me close, her body trembling. I’d never seen her like this, so full of fear and worry. “It’s all right,” I...

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Europa

Laughed at the Corporal

End of another warm summer. Puffs of cotton clouds. Warm breezes off the Channel. Cow bells clanging. Peace.   Dark clouds forming. Fear and Hate reclaimed. Stars sown. Synagogues lit the night. Still people went quiet. Fear.    Demi Gods spoke. "One cann...

Gaze fixed on her phone, Jaz read the email again without taking in a word. She squeezed Tish’s hand, her grip tightening when raucous laughter exploded from the four men sprawled on the seats diagonally opposite. “I mean, look at ’im. Fuckin’ poof.” Tens...

Anonymous

A Mate To My Soul

A poem written long ago that I share with you today. Originally written as a song.

Look, I know you are someone else’s Valentine For the rest of the year, can I imagine you are mine?  We both decided, we will try and fight it Scared to risk it, but just as scared to miss it We’ll be pretending we’re fine – hoping we will be in time.  Mi...

Anonymous

In the real world there are MonstersThat look like you and me,They performed horrible deedsThroughout our history,You will not find themBy peeking beneath your bed,They are all around you though,Trying to get into your head.Their purpose is to frighten yo...

The Long Road Home. Chapter 1.

The continuing story of two young sisters trying to survive the horrors of World war Two.

The Mediterranean. January 15th, 1943 Matron Katarina Langsdorf leaned on the rail at the stern of the old tramp steamer, the coast of Libya having long been lost to her sight by distance and nightfall. Her eyes were moist and red from the tears she had f...

Save Their Innocence: A Musing

A musing about the violent events of 2018 in America...

“Somebody!” “Please!” “Please, somebody!” The screams fill my ears as I watch the news video play out. The gunshots punctuate every cry with a hollow shout. My heart beats like a hummingbird’s wings with the knowledge that if we do not fix this - if this...

The Room.

My heart began pounding I got short of breath...

There's a house, in the south, with a room I once dreaded. No-one was murdered there, no-one beheaded. I loved the house, the home of my cousins, But I hated that room, and for that, there's no reason.   On a bend on the stairs, was a step to a door. I wo...