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Sunshine’s inevitable disappointment

She loomed on the horizon, a lone figure full of fear. Her body was sharp with loaded weaponry on her bow.

The clouds highlighted her movements, as if they too were closing in on my inevitable fate. Boardshorts for trousers and sunshine for florescent light. I stared to sea wishing summer holidays didn’t have to end.

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Fighting her Father’s fear

711184-father300Chilling screams, muffled whimpers then silence.

Three hours ago he was hanging his head over the car park railing.

The vomit was still on his shoes but the paralysing fear was but a memory. He held his newborn baby and was lost for words. In the first minute of her life, she had silenced fear.

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This is how the real world goes

Brutally blinding light appeared as her warmth left, suddenly and without warning.  The light’s heat, welcome relief for her instantly cold skin but all she saw was white, pure void.   Shivering and blind, the room spun adding vertigo to her state.

Fearfully alone, closing her eyes the only means of escape. Is this the world?

It was only then, in the utter darkness that she had become accustomed to, she could hear the voice. Not quite comprehensive but entirely familiar.

A sense of security washes over her small frame and her tiny fingers relax from their fists. Expecting a different reality, she opens her eyes.

Despite the calling and the resulting expectations, the light remains and screams escape her lips. Once again, her eyes snap shut; now desperate for the voice.

Where had it gone?

Her fear worsens, realising the only company she now had was the darkness and her cries.

They’ve spoke of this place for months now, this cannot be how the real world goes.

Welcome, my dear child; this is, how the real world goes.Then, as suddenly as it left, her warmth returns, it surrounds and lifts her up. Shivers subdue as her cries reduce to a whimper.

With this peaceful warmth, the voice came back.

Welcome, my dear child; this is how the real world goes.

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