Begging to Modify

I let out a deep sigh and gestured towards David, my son, with a bottle of whiskey.          ‘Why not,’ he shrugged, matching my sigh.          ‘Now that the fun police is gone,’ I chuckled.          ‘Don’t talk about Sarah like that,’ David frowned. ‘She’s trying to look after you.’          ‘Why don’t you kids …

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Data Mans Dog

“I’ll speed up, but why is there a man chasing us with unnatural speed?” Jesse turned around, facing the front of the car. He looked like he was about to throw up. “That’s Gideon’s guard dog, Lorenzo. He draws magic from his tattoos, giving him supernatural power. It would be awesome if he wasn’t trying …

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Optometrist Cave Hunt

‘Hello?’ I called into the cave. The darkness swallowed my words – I didn’t even hear an echo back.          ‘Hello?’ I tried again. ‘Anyone?’          The wind rustled my jacket and I shivered… but not because of the cold, I realised.          ‘Who goes at my entrance there?’ a voice rasped from the depths …

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Letter To My Son

This is a letter to my son. The boy who I feel like I abandoned two years ago when I put him into care. Please don’t judge me for my actions. I didn’t have a choice because I couldn’t look after him. He needed too much care and attention. It wasn’t his fault but it …

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Act Your Age

I’m so embarrassed by my mum. I swear she acts like an eighteen-year-old (which is my age) rather than a thirty-eight-year-old (her age). I know she had me really young and missed out on all her youth whilst she was looking after me, but that’s no excuse not to act like an adult now. I …

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A Useful Modification

‘Wait, you’re having what put in?’ Daryl looked confused, glass paused halfway to his lips as he reacted to what his brother had just told him. ‘It’s like a little door-thing. Goes into the side of the tub,’ Errol explained, exasperated. ‘Why is this so hard for people to understand?’ ‘Because you’re twenty-six, Errol.’ ‘So?’ …

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Our Dream Home

My son died. He was taken from me almost a year ago now and I have never recovered. Every day feels like an uphill battle. It’s hard for me to get out of bed, and even when I manage to, I wish that I was actually in bed. I just want my boy back. I …

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Escaping From Raceview

Escaping from Raceview is a lot harder than it sounds. Everyone thinks that it’s just a normal suburb in Queensland, but it isn’t. Once you enter you can’t leave. I’m not sure if anyone else knows about this, or if everyone who lives in Raceview now just genuinely wants to stay, but I’ve noticed it. …

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