Darkthorn’s Blog

The girl woke up. She looked around, for some reason unable to move her neck. She let her eyes roam around the room, wondering at the clean white expanse of the space. Suddenly, all the events leading up to this moment rushed back. Her thoughts went first to poor Sal. They wouldn’t know what had [...]

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“It’s your fault.” Tom shouted. “My wife, my Anna, is dead because of you. I wish you hadn’t been born.” I looked away, not sure as always, how to respond to the family argument in front of my eyes. I shrank back into the worn sofa. Not for the first time, I thought about the [...]

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“So what’s happening this weekend?” said Leah, turning towards the girl.
The girl mumbled. This weekend would be just like all the others, stuck at home with her father, trying to avoid him. He would have forgotten what had happened earlier anyway, lost in that drunken abyss. The computer in her room was too old to [...]

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“It was bad, as in, like whatever.”
The girl sighed. They were talking about Shanelle’s new phone. She wished that they would get over it already. The girl’s jealousy grew. Here she was in her second-hand clothes, with her old brick mobile, and they were complaining that it was so expensive to go out places. It [...]

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“Fuck you. Cunt. Sluut.”
The words rained down on the girl’s head harmlessly. She had heard them all before, and could probably use them to form a more coherent sentence than that. She chose not to swear however, there was no point in that, like anything else.
Once she had done a deal, cutting as hard and [...]

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