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The Intentions of the Abuser
#3 Things I shouldn’t have tolerated, in no particular order A question has tortured me for years. Driven me close to madness, in fact. Does he know – does he UNDERSTAND what he has done to me? Does he care? Is it intentional? It doesn’t come to you as a question at first, not second,…
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Drenched in Moonlight, Chapter Three
It must be the smell, Daniil concluded as he watched his apprentice double over and wretch. The pup had an extra keen sense of smell which would have made the stench within that house, particularly the cellar, almost unbearable. “Jesus Christ!” Zach exclaimed, leaning on his own knees for support. “Jesus had nothing to do…
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Special Occasions and the Narcissist
#2 Things I shouldn’t have tolerated, in no particular order His birthday You’ve thought about the perfect gift for weeks, you’re a pro at looking after him now, after all it has been a long relationship, so you know exactly what he likes, dislikes, loves and enjoys. The fact that he’s a narcissist means that…
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Tommy Stone of Castle Ruin
“Is it alive?” “I can’t tell.” “Looks like it’s breathing!” “There’s just so much mud.” Tommy peered over the crumbling stone wall at the two girls crouching over what appeared to be a mound of dirty leaves from where he stood. They had their backs to him and clearly hadn’t noticed him on their way…
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Things I shouldn’t have tolerated, in no particular order
The musings of a domestic abuse survivor “His intention wasn’t to hurt her, he was just trying to scare her. To get her to behave.” Yep, I actually said that. To social services. About how he had physically abused my five year old. At that point I was already out of the relationship, I should…
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Merely Mortal, Chapter Three
The paramedics hoisted the bed up into the ambulance and urged Alli to climb in with her Gran. She cast one last look up at the apartment building before climbing inside, wondering where on earth Luke had gotten off to. After being thrown through the wall by the black-eyed man she was worried now if…
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Night Terror
The silence slips and the silence bleeds, The silence flips and the silence screams, The silence trips and the silence heaves, Then I weep and the silence leaves. The shadows leap and the shadows turn, The shadows leak and the shadows churn, The shadows sneak and the shadows yearn, Then I peek and the shadows…
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Merely Mortal, Chapter Two
Friday could not come soon enough. Alli spent both Wednesday and Thursday watching the clock and willing the time to move just a little faster. For the first time in her life, she was not making scrupulous notes in class, the blank lined paper gleamed up at her from her notebook, tantalising, teasing, but it…
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Drenched in Moonlight, Chapter Two
She tracked Talia with ease, first to her parent’s house and then into the town centre. It felt liberating to finally be using her powers again, to be out on the streets searching and hunting, having a purpose. In all honesty there was nothing truly exciting about tracking a teenager around town, but the last…
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Judgement Day
I know where I was; sitting on my parent’s couch and watching my good-for-nothing brother manhandle a girl, so intoxicated that she was barely even conscious, towards the staircase. I watched him with wide eyes and my lips pursed tightly, knowing that I should say something and knowing that I should put a stop to…
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Drenched in Moonlight, Chapter Three
It must be the smell, Daniil concluded as he watched his apprentice double over and wretch. The pup had an extra keen sense of smell which would have made the stench within that house, particularly the cellar, almost unbearable. “Jesus Christ!” Zach exclaimed, leaning on his own knees for support. “Jesus had nothing to do…
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Drenched in Moonlight, Chapter Two
She tracked Talia with ease, first to her parent’s house and then into the town centre. It felt liberating to finally be using her powers again, to be out on the streets searching and hunting, having a purpose. In all honesty there was nothing truly exciting about tracking a teenager around town, but the last…
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