Creative Writing

Crime Complete

04/09/2018 15:13
 Dark night.  Not a star in the sky . Not a sound , noteven a single movement, as if the whole nature stood still. As still as she had been standingfor hours and hours. Numb from pain, numb from fear, numb from pain, wallowingin a pool of her own blood, bruises everywhere, face...

Boxed In

05/01/2017 12:31
 She was trembling with fear.  She could feel her heart racing in her chest, her knees weak with hunger.  She had been locked up in this horrid apartment for how many days now?  She felt her breath quicken as the events of the recent past came back to haunt her.  The...

A Single Gunshot

20/11/2016 19:09
 She felt his nails digging deep on the back of  her neck.  She could feel the blood streaming down her spine, hot tears down her cheeks. Physical pain came almost as a relief. A release of the psychological anguish leading up to that moment. It was just him and her in...

The Eyes

20/05/2016 11:54
 She pushed open the door into her apartment. Left her leather suitcase on the floor, took off her pricey suit, high heels,and tied up her otherwise well-groomed hair.  As a senior executive she needed her "armour" as she called it, but in her own space she liked being naked. A space that...

Too Late

03/04/2016 11:43
 He found himself up to his knees in mud,eyes searching,desperate for a sound. A sound that would make the difference between life and death,light  and darkness.  It was his first assignment and he could see it clearly now. He wasn't cut out for this. He simply couldn't do it....

The Yellow Daisies

08/03/2016 19:55
 She first realised she loved him the day he brought her flowers. Beautiful,yellow daisies. Delicate and fragrant. "Just like you",he had said. "And just as radiant".  She hadn't felt as radiant the past few months. Tons and tons of make up but the result was dim. She was also running out...

Unlike Any Other Day

04/02/2016 13:54
 She woke up early. Like any other day. Had breakfast,showered,put on her clothes,make-up and walked out the door. Like any other day. Only this day she didn't end up going to work. She simply couldn't bring herself to get there. Instead,she took a taxi to the airport,checked in the first...

The Stadium

04/01/2016 20:40
 He looked around. Funny but he realised his hands were trembling. He didn't see that coming. But as he stood there,in the middle of the stadium,he felt overwhelmed. By the memories or the emotion of it all,he couldn't tell. But overwhelmed he was. Maybe a little out of breath too.  He...

The Submission

28/09/2015 20:00
 Submission. That's what he would remember that day for. Submission to one's fate. The inescapable fate of being for ever invisible to the only man he wishsed to be noticed by.  He remembered the power cut, right after the funeral. His father sitting alone in that dark room,a single...

The Attic

03/09/2015 19:57
It was weird,but it always happened when it rained. And not in the basement,as one one would expect,but in the attic. He had made a point to stay clear of the basement,anyway. His"basement-phobia" was a family joke for so long now.  But as he was standing in the attic,rain lashing against the...
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