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Run

Mark ran. He started without a warm-up. He had never run in his adult life, and not since gaining those last few pounds that put him over the Bar – the ‘your health is seriously at risk’ bar. He made … Continue reading

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Post Paddy’s Day

Dear Whatever, How do I put this? I hate St Patrick’s Day. With a passion. It’s always been just another day of the year, one without school or pressure or anything like that. Then I was invited out, and my … Continue reading

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Tea For One

It couldn’t be helped: she hadn’t shown up. Yet. That was the hope. That was all that kept Cas from crying. A single word and all the possibilities it possessed. ‘Yet’ meant that even as the tea was poured into … Continue reading

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It’ll Be Okay

Dear Whatever, After a surprise turn of events, my classmates weren’t assholes. I’m still not entirely sure what’s going on, but since, like, Wednesday they haven’t been treating me like I’m the shit they need to get off their shoes. … Continue reading

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The Mountain Man

His name was long since forgotten, by the world and by himself. He wasn’t even sure he was technically alive anymore, though he could think and see and hear, and it still felt very much like living. He was embedded … Continue reading

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The Answers

Dear Whatever, Things were okay the past week. I mean, really okay. Nobody was a dick to me in the halls. Nobody asked me why I was spending all my time in the library, or why I was reading for … Continue reading

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Dragonfly

Things went immediately wrong. That was Adam’s first deduction. He had lost his way in a forest that, as far as he was concerned, was barely two miles wide. He was a twenty four year old man, with a not-too-poor … Continue reading

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The Waiting Game

Dear Whatever, I was called into the counsellor’s office almost as soon as I got to school today. I was barely ten minutes in the door when she appeared, like a ninja, and nearly forced me to her office. Apparently, … Continue reading

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The Facts Pertaining to the Bird Bath

It was like an oasis, this tiny little bird bath in a garden with no name, for a boy with no name. He couldn’t remember how he had arrived in the splendiferous little patch of land, neat paths and plants … Continue reading

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Safety in Books

[Previous: For the Record] Dear Whatever, I finally had a break. After two weeks of Hell on Earth, the Mock Exams finished. I came out of it with one pen left. The others disappeared as the last week went by, … Continue reading

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