Didnt ask you to wreck your life, I said, feeling a dull ache in my chest. Emily, are you really okay? You dont make decisions like...
12November2025 Dear Diary, The room felt stifling, so I shuffled over to the window. The heat had begun to ease, and a faint breeze brushed the...
Mrs. Valerie Peters, youre looking after the boys, arent you? Can we count on you? Olivia stared pleadingly at her motherinlaw. Valerie smiled at the two...
17March Im sitting on the edge of the old terraced flat in Manchester, the flickering glow of the TV still washing the cracked plaster in a...
It was said that he was brighter than any lantern. Miss, do you agree? a man’s voice, pleading, sounded through the receiver. Very well, let us...
Happy birthday, Dad! John Whitaker was about to turn seventy, having raised three children on his own. His wife, Margaret, had died three decades earlier, and...
Dear Diary, I own a chain of jewellery shops right here in London. My father helped get the business off the ground, and now, at forty,...
Mom, can you imagine if I got into Oxford? Their linguistics department is topnotch; Ive read on forums that graduates end up at the UN, even...
Emily burst through the front door, eager to surprise her husband. But as she stepped inside She scurried from room to room, stuffing the most essential...
The flat was stifling, and Ethel drifted to the window. The heat had already settled, though a faint breeze brushed the curtains. It must be me...