I had a weird dream last night. Someone was throwing stones at my window and when I looked out it was Aimee, laughing and putting her finger to her mouth to tell me to be quiet. She was dressed in her school uniform, like she is in her missing persons profile poster....
The little girl dreams of being a princess when she grows up. Just like in her favourite stories, a handsome prince will come, sweep her off her feet and ride off with her into the sunset to live happily ever after. Then she grows up. She realises that the path to...
What does it take to get a bit of peace and quiet around here? The little ones are always running around screaming. Every time I sit down they come and pester me and sometimes I feel as though I’m being pulled in all directions, literally. I try to complain, but it...
Do you write fiction? Are you one of those people who writes stories and then files them away? Or are you a writer who's perfecting his/her craft? What do you think to the idea of sharing your work with like-minded people? What about reading? Do you like to write...
Read part 1 by following this link. Or enjoy as a stand alone piece. The first time I saw Aimee was on the day we finished school to start GCSE study leave. It was late and I was drinking coffee to try and keep myself awake so that I could study for my history exam....