The Day Without a Morning

It would be another day, or at least that was what she believed. The mornings always surprised her, coming out of her dreams and dragging her back into this familiar world. Or, that was what Helen thought. This was not the morning, though. Her phone chirped its usual morning song. Helen hated the way itContinue reading “The Day Without a Morning”

The Invisible World

Shelly didn’t know, couldn’t remember when it began. She assumed it had always been there. She had, as a child, always been good – too good – at hide and seek. So much so, that she’d become bored of how easy it was to stay hidden. As she got older and trouble happened around her,Continue reading “The Invisible World”

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