FADE IN: INT. SUBURBAN HOMES – NIGHT WE OPEN on Discord. Four friends sit at their computers, in contrastingly lit rooms, chatting with each other on a voice channel with their cameras on. While doing their own things, they talk about foods they miss eating and stumble into an argument over the best flavour ofContinueContinue reading “Strawberry Milk”
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In the place of a loved memory lives another photo. She picked up the small photo frame that once sat on her windowsill; it belonged in front of a flowerbed of lavender, rosemary and honey bees. She gazed at the photo lovingly, but expressed a hint of melancholy in her smile. It was merely anContinueContinue reading “Placeholder”
I Can Fly
On sunny days we run around our garden Chasing butterflies near the flowers, Because we want to do that too – We want to be free and fly. So when I sit on the swing, I call for my mum – She pushes me like a strong wind So I can fly very high inContinueContinue reading “I Can Fly”
Piggybank
Every day my dad comes home from work I give him a big tight hug, He hugs me back with a smile, And pulls out change from his pocket. He tells me to put it in my piggy bank, But sometimes I’m allowed to spend money On snacks at the school canteen Because he spoilsContinueContinue reading “Piggybank”
Chicken and Corn Soup
When my head gets hot, And my voice won’t come out, And I can’t get out of bed, My mum makes me chicken and corn soup. It’s like a magical potion That’s not like yucky medicine; It’s yummy and soothes my throat, And makes my days in bed a little better.
The Nighttime
My bed is full of stuffed toys; Lots of cute faces and squishy bodies, That keep me safe at night From the monsters under my bed. Sometimes scary things creep up in the dark, But I know I am safe Because they are right beside me, And I know I am not alone.
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