”He’s my brother.”

I sat across from her, glaring. Watching. Seeing if she’d dare testify against me. I felt my cheeks redden and my eyebrows knit together as I tapped my nails rapidly on the kitchen table and filled the vast silence that seemed to overflow the room.

Her lip trembled. Only slightly.

”So what?!” She shrieked back, slamming her fists on the other end of the table, making it thu...

Jordan was dying.

It didn’t take Harriet long to realise this. The boy was completely hunched over, walking like a weak newborn deer as he wobbled over to her, before collapsing onto the floor. His eyes darted around, scared and embarrassed.

She ran over to him and crouched on the floor. She grabbed his hand and held it to her cheek, crying softly. Jordan was their leader, he couldn’t go. Sh...

Dear Teenage Self,

I know your feeling like you won’t make it. Like you’ve just fallen short of the finish line and you want to go home. That feeling, that you’ve got, where you don’t think people will miss you if your gone, as if your a background character of your own story.

I wanted to tell you now, that things really are lovely in the future. No more pain... well less of it anyway. And gues...

The winds howled and wailed like gathering of ghosts eerily shouting through the pines. I felt numb. The world around me wouldn’t stop spinning as I was pushed to and fro akin to a ragdoll, the icy air thickening around me and crystallizing on my leathery skin. It made my tips go as white as the sheets on the washing line beneath me.

It wasen’t long until I felt myself slowly pulling away from m...