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Writing excerpt #2 (not edited, possible mistakes)| Give me back my flowers

  It was officially March, spring began to peak through and the world started to work properly again. Erin hated the few months of a new year, because everyone was resolution mad. Her social media feed would be flooded with gym statuses and photo’s of food prep or healthy eating. “Eat clean, get lean” -… Continue reading Writing excerpt #2 (not edited, possible mistakes)| Give me back my flowers

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Writing excerpt | Give me back my flowers

 

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Father

Hey folks, I've written a lil ole story that's part of a fiction/ photo prompt over at Story Empire and you can check out the full post if you also wish to take part in some writing, clicky here >>> https://storyempire.com/2018/01/05/friday-fiction-prompt/ Can i just thank https://coldhandboyack.wordpress.com/ for pointing me in the right direction and highly suggest you follow… Continue reading Father

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New year poem

My friends goodbye This is the last we speak In 2017 where we did meet Our words will continue And the same flowers bloom But in a new number As our hearts make room I welcome you all With lots of cheer For i will see you in the new year -By rebecca pursell

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Cold

My hands are cold, My hands are tied, Your subtle whisper, I heard you lie, My clothes, my shoes, Are no more, As my body hits the floor, My hands are cold, My hands are tied, Here i lay, As i die.     Rebecca Pursell Oh this was scheduled because I'm a wizard.

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Disconnected – Short story

"How much food do we have til they open the store again?" "A couple of meals i say" It was enough, it's not like the store wasn't going to open again. But for some reason people thought the need to ration, even supermarkets got in on it too. Once a week the it would open… Continue reading Disconnected – Short story

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Leaves set free – poem 

The air so cool and leaves set free, Swooshing to a place id like to see, With animals hiding to keep themselves warm, Birds are fleeing away fast like a bee swarm, The fox and owl find food to eat, And the red breast Robin finally lands his feet, The air so cool and the… Continue reading Leaves set free – poem 

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Underground – short story

I don't remember the last time i touched air, or sniffed the fumes of petrol on a busy morning full of traffic. Though it's not possible to touch air is it? But you do understand the feeling of it. I used to enjoy the breeze every time i would leave our shopping centre, it would… Continue reading Underground – short story

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Charlie – Short story

  I sat longer than usual on the bench, i knew my train was about to arrive but i just didn't quite feel like catching it. I knew that waiting wouldn't make him sit next to me but i wanted to sit here for a while longer hoping that he did. I wanted to feel… Continue reading Charlie – Short story

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I can fly – poem 

Let's pretend that I can fly, And see the world from way up high, With my wings the things I see, Is a world that pretends to be. -Rebecca Pursell