Role Reversal
If I asked my grandmother what my name is, she wouldn’t know… She couldn’t say how many children she had, where she used to work, or how old she is. She couldn’t even tell you what she did yesterday, yet I have known her all my life. When I was a little kid, she was...
Tutus and Footballs
FOUR giggling primary school girls still ignite fear and trepidation within me. Standing side by side, I can still picture their hair ribbons flicking sharply like the tongue of a snake or perhaps some wicked demon. In my mind I can see their chequered summer dresses uniting them into one almighty force of evil, casting...
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