‘Do you think you can stop messing up the orders now Mr Pretty Boy has gone, eh Soph?’ Lee snapped as I came back to the counter. ‘What are you saying that for,’ I asked, picking up a cloth from the sink and vigorously wiping down the surfaces. My stomach was doing...
‘Hey, Jake my man, how’s it hanging?’ ‘Good thanks, Lee. Can I have a, err coffee, please?’ Lee laughed. ‘This is a coffee shop, Man. You ain’t been to many of these before no? Look at my menu; you’ve got Cappuccino, Latte, Mocha, Americano, Espresso.’ ‘I don’t know,’...
My name is Clio and I am 11 years old. I wish I could say that I am named after an Egyptian Queen, but no, I’m actually named after a car. It’s apparently significant to my mum and dad but I really don’t want to know why. When I was about 8 my mum started acting all...
Dear mum, I just want you to know how much I love you, even if I don’t always show it. I know you try to pretend that everything’s alright when it’s not really. But that’s ok. I like it with just you and me and George. We don’t need dad. I like looking after you,...
‘Hello everyone, come on in and find a mat to sit down on.’ The music teacher welcomed her class to the first session of the morning. A few of the three year olds were buzzing around the room in eager anticipation of what was to come, whilst others clung to their...
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...