Hello!

So I have to introduce myself here...tricky.
Let's see what I can pull together.

I am British, in my mid-twenties and eternally dissatisfied.
I am nearly always cheerful though so i guess it can't all be bad.

I believe i can do anything if i say i can and every step into the unknown is justifiable as long as no one but me gets hurts.

I am also terrified of doing today what i will be doing in my 40s. which i guess means i have about 20 years of confusion ahead.

I'll try and find some more interesting things to say!

My passion is ...

never planning my next step

I know too much about ...

too little

My parents always told me ...

to finish my food if i want dessert. i always wanted dessert.

My childhood ambition ...

to host the eurovision song contest

My favorite memory ...

blackpool illuminations from the rear window of my dad's car as a child.

Why I write ...

to empty my head of nonsense?

What I am reading/watching/listening to ...

nothing. I maybe should have put the radio on...

My first job ...

making tea and sandwiches for oldies in a coffee shop

My best moment ...

Discovering how to eat a mars bar correctly.

My inspiration ...

who knows?!

Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Storms

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I had not slept all night. My bed was untouched and the window blinds open to the world outside. Instead I sat against the front door feeling the rain pound against it and listening to the wind rushing down the chimney, bringing with it gifts of leaves and soot. It was all so frantic, so loud and yet I was still. As my body sat rigidly wrapped around itself, feeling the vibrations of the house shaking through it, so did my mind. My thoughts had stopped. I was still. I was the eye of the storm. The storm which raged around me was mine and I was unaffected.
Usually when there is a storm dur...

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