Drum rolls rang in the arena; there was a pregnant silence in the darkness, only slightly illuminated by the spotlight in the centre of the arena. The juggling monkeys and the vegetarian Hyena had already dazzled the crowd. Ella was up next with the usual colossal act, balancing on a beach ball while rolling across
It was an incessant meow from the cat. It wasn’t Andrew’s. It didn’t belong to any of his neighbours either. It was a stray cat that one of his neighbours fed with fish bones every other day. The cat was now getting aggressive; when anyone walked into the gate in the evening, it would purr
“Oh lord, here we go again! Why will it not stop?” Sabrina was exhausted from having to deal with the same issue repeatedly; she knew she had to put an end to this. Millie was on the couch sulking again, watching another rom-com movie on mute as Usher’s “Moving Mountains” played on loop. Sabrina had
Makena’s head was craned back, eyes closed as she soaked in the day’s sunlight, her feet submerged under the steady stream of water flowing through her little garden. She was in paradise. Her nose pointed straight up to the sky; palms pressed behind her on the deck chair she sat on made her look graceful
David just stood there, hands hanging limb on either side of his windy frame. He stared and said nothing completely no emotion on his face. People walked past him with the occasional shove from the angry or overzealous ‘hand’ talkers. He did nothing he just stood there, back hunched over, head hung, he said nothing.
Becky sat on her bed and stared at the bare walls of her room. It was a bit eerie today, it felt like the walls were showing her what she was inside, plain, bare and extremely empty. She shifted her weight to yank the duvet cover from underneath her, the old steel frame creaked echoing