short story
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I hate coffee. Yet it’s too scary to break the norm, break past what this body has been saying and doing for years. I am just an observer. Even if it means spending £2.50 on pretending to be someone else in a room full of strangers. Masking is so deeply ingrained into me. I hate…
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Arthur could not deny his feelings for his manservant. A sort of tender affection that blossomed in his bosom causing him to act irrationally. It cost him his judgement on many an occasion this time almost costing him his servant. This was deplorable behaviour, if news of it were to ever reach the king, he…
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The students shuffle to their designated seats, eyes blank. I pick at the unfamiliar uniform, trying to remember my spot. We have so many classes, so many rooms and I have to remember which spot is mine? In all of them? It felt, impractical to say the least. I already have so many rules to…
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He laughs, there’s no malice but I feel so small, I was so stupid, how could I be so stupid, why was I.. “the best kind of people.” He finally affirms. Broken out my thoughts I smile a little, “yes. I think I have some. What form do you want it?”
Earnest Thoughts 