Recognising the raucous voices that meant her children had finally woken up and were having their daily fights before school, Maria decided that continuing to read her emails in this chaos was pointless and reluctantly closed her laptop, picked up her now warm cup of coffee and made her way upstairs to stop their fight.

“Amy and Jack Nelson, stop being ridiculous and hurry up or you will be late...

Entry 1 :

Today i saw something.

It confused me.

I’m going to forget about it.

Entry 2 :

I’m suspecting something.

It confuses me.

I should forget about it.

Entry 3 :

I have questions.

They confuse me.

I can’t forget about them.

Entry 3 :

I have answers.

They confuse me.

I want to forget about them.

Entry 4 :

I have worries.

They confuse me.

I must forget about them.

...

He missed his motorbike; he thought, as he peddled away. He realised this was probably the culprit of this notably mundane ride.

less effort, the vibration and speed simultaneously complimenting his adrenaline spike, the sound, overwhelming at first, but quickly turning into a background for his never-ending thoughts...

The bicycle making the wind merely fan him seemed remarkably pathetic compar...