May 2, 2019

Chapter 3


Walking though the crowded halls was difficult but Isabel got to the form room. Inside, all tables were full except for one, where she decided to sit at alone. A few minutes later two girls walk...

October 9, 2018


Isabel is a very special girl and she is very different from a normal eleven year old in—fact she is not like anyone on Earth. What nobody sees is that she has a great secret that leaves her empty. You s...

May 8, 2018

Life is a journey,

An incomparable journey,

A fusion of ups and downs,

Tears and smiles,

Love and hate,

Break-ups and relationships.

Despite all of this, 

There are some special people we meet in life,

Those unforgettabl...

The whole school was in a sort of maddened frenzy throughout the next few weeks.  Students were buzzing about the murder, teachers were frantically trying to keep things quiet, and parents were demanding that the...

It was the janitor that discovered him. 

He was there, lying there on the floor, behind his desk, lifeless. His fanciful shirt creases were smothered in his blood. It seemed as though he had been repeatedly stabbe...

June 2, 2017

The next morning, Nina woke up to the soft chirping of birds. She groaned as she turned around in her sleeping bag. Her back was aching and her head was throbbing. Nina had had a restless night, constantly thinki...

May 16, 2017

It was blatantly obvious, now that she thought of it.

Eleanor had gazed in awe at the way the auburn leaves floated to the ground and disappeared. She had loved the way that the trees had climbed high enough for E...

April 20, 2017

The next day followed without further interesting events. Apart from the usual routine of Professor Manner flirting with Professor Florence in the hall between classes, nothing happened. Today Nina was rather exc...

April 13, 2017


It's everywhere.

My face, my hands, my legs,

My eyes.

It dripping.

Sliding down my cheeks.

I can no longer feel.

I only know.

Know that it's there.

I don't want it there.

It'll only remind me of,

Of what I've done.


March 23, 2017

Wandering out into the cold, outside world, she began to realise what a horrible idea it was to leave her mother's fur coat on the hanger. She trailed her bare feet in the snow, shivering in the piercing, polar w...

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