‘In my dream, she doesn’t simply walk towards me. No,’ leaning on the side of the piano, I pressed down on a high note, ‘she walks towards me slowly. The grass is green and there are flowers,’ I continued tapping the same key three more times, then ended it with a low note. Turning, I more »
Kray dropped his pen on the desk and leaned back against the chair. Closing his journal, he walked over and pushed it into his satchel. Dialling voicemail, he sat on the counter to hear each message. He heard his mother’s voice in three of the messages. ‘Ok, I will give you a call mother,’ he more »
‘No, I will not write, ‘dear diary’, because neither are you dear to me, nor are you my diary. So what do I write, what what what?????……I’m missing my mother. I miss her smile and I miss the way she used to shout at me. But she did make me eat and did tidy up. more »
I both hated and loved Dr Howard. Today, I’d have to put him in the ‘hate’ category. I felt too weak, and after today’s mind flash, I was not too fond of calling Daniel. I just couldn’t work it all out. I had created an image of a girl in my mind. I had given more »
‘You had another dream?’ Dr Howard asked. ‘Yes, yes I did. This time it was different,’ Kray responded. The lights were dimmed, and Dr Howard sat by his desk, scribbling away at the new piece of information that Kray was parting on him. Kray lay on the long sofa, looking up at the ceiling. The more »