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Literature

When Love Breaks Down

‘Sometimes my heart hurts to watch you’ - Wild Beasts.   ‘Now you’re just somebody that I used to know’ - Gotye. I walk along the muddy path adjacent to the football field. With each step the thick layer of mud underneath my feet squelches satisfyingly and further encrusts itself onto my black boots. This late autumnal weather is beginning to turn bitter and unpleasant. Even my thick black winter coat cannot stop my skin from forming goosebumps or prevent my lips from shaking. The strong and violent wind collides against my face; my ears begin to ache and my head begins to hurt from the sheer force of it. The

Romance Fiction

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Literature

Who's At The Window? ALTERNATE ENDING

'Tiptoe, through the window, by the window, that is where I'll be'                                                                                                                                                                              - Tiny Tim. KNOCK. KNOCK. I open my eyes sleepily. I am lying in bed on my side facing the window, my body curled up into the foetal position. I feel my boyfriend's warm body behind me, our legs overlapping one another, his arm protectively holding me and making me feel safe. I can hear him breathing deeply. He is fast asleep. My George. I slowly sit up so as not to wake him, reach for my phone and touc

Horror Fiction

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Literature

The Destruction Of Millie McGuire

‘You may think that he’s a demolition expert when he’s finished with your self-esteem’   - George Ezra. ‘I could not eat for days, I cried so much my face has never been the same’ - Hard-fi. Millie McGuire pushed open the door to her favourite coffee shop at 1.10pm, as she did at precisely the same time every day, and hurriedly escaped the bitter chill of the unforgiving outdoors. She welcomed the whoosh of hot air cast down upon her by the shop’s heating as she removed her winter hat and stuffed it into her bag, before firmly wiping her boots on the doormat.   Flintwood’s Coffee was the prid

Tragedy Fiction

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Literature

The First Time I Saw Him Part 2

‘I wanna fall in love, but all my tears have been used up on another love’ - Tom Odell. Despite the fact that I still felt ridiculously embarrassed, his words proved to be very reassuring and made me feel a lot less self-conscious. I felt very thankful toward him for that. My cheeks began to soften in colour; not quite the violent scarlet they had initially turned. I still felt slightly flushed, though I couldn’t quite explain why. When he attempted to keep the conversation going by asking my name, I couldn’t help but feel suddenly shy. I wasn’t sure whether he was just being polite or if he was genuinely interes

Collaborative Fiction

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Literature

April 2014 Interview

Charlie Vinall is an aspiring novelist from England. She has penned numerous short stories and has just begun work on her debut novel. Today we interviewed her using questions that her fans have sent in. This is the result. Enjoy! WHERE WERE YOU BORN?   I was born on the outskirts of London, England. I come from an English family and am an English girl through and through. DO YOU LIKE YOUR CURRENT PLACE OF RESIDENCE? I do! I have lived in London all my life and couldn’t imagine living in any other part of the world. London, and in fact England, is a wonderful place to live in my humble opinion. WHAT INSPIRED YOU TO START WRITING? I

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Literature

Stay With Me (Dancing In The Moonlight)

‘Tonight you’re saving my life’ -The Gaslight Anthem. I open my curtains and look at the world outside my window. White cloud dominates the sky leaving no suggestion of the blue behind it, no hint of the sun struggling to break through. As I stare at the beginning of a new day, my thoughts inevitably turn to him, as they always do. I wonder if he’s awake. I wonder if he’s thinking about me too. My heart beats just a little bit faster at the simple thought of him. It’s strange to think how one person has grown to mean so much to me. Someone who, a year ago, I didn’t even know. But just as the white

Non-Fiction

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