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We all ran the corridors together to make sure we were always ahead of the headmaster. If one did get caught, we all took the

We step onto the roof in anticipation. Just the two of us and a bottle of wine, a cool summer breeze caressing our faces. “What

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The Walls We Build: “There is loneliness in this world so great that you can see it in the slow movement of the hands of

I’m skilled at bottling up my feelings but I’ll burst if you shake me. one pull at a loose thread and I come apart at

Another child has been killed by yet another house-help – this time they are both males. The boy, a child of 3, was placed inside

At exactly twelve noon, she was found dead. Sitting all by herself, a fat old cat resting at the foot of her chair; oblivious of